The lock of youth.

Might very well be the most difficult wig I have attempted on a doll.  The head of the Ancient Egyptian child is 10mm.  That’s the size of a small bead or a large garden pea.  The difficulty is that Ancient Egyptian children had their heads shaved with one long lock of hair, usually plaited on their left side.

I have made porcelain dolls with heads that size, inside of which are: the elastic strings which hold the doll together, a bead and a lot of knots.  The hole in the top of the head, now covered with a pate, has to be big enough to get the bead and the elastic inside and to work inside of.  Have a look at your fingers and a garden pea, could you do it?

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I am wigging these dolls with thread, sewn on to a wig cap which I have made from leather,  There is is in the middle.  Beside it Lady Two Heads, above her the threaded needle and the incredibly fine and wonderful silk thread made by Langley Threads and sold at Miniatura, many years ago by John, who had made real threads for the big world.  Sadly John is no longer with us but I continue to enjoy his legacy.  This is one of the great things about Miniatura; it attracts specialist craftsmen you can’t find elsewhere.

Beside Lady Two Heads is a bundle of normal-sized embroidery thread, which I intend to use for wigging.  I want the wigs for the ladies to look like the typical wigs that Egyptian ladies with shorn hair wore.  I don’t want them to look like hair, I want them to look like wigs.

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Lady Two Heads was keen to help.

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Having practised on the grown up ladies, I turned my attention to the children.  Had I just wasted weeks of time?

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He seems keen.  That’s a lot of enthusiasm for someone smaller than the reel of thread.

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Now just sit still while Mummy plaits your lock.

Oh dear, I’ve started calling myself Mummy to the doll.  That’s going to make it hard to sell her, dear little thing.

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Fortunately there are nine children, waiting to be rehomed.

If you are going to the Min and you do like the look of these porcelain 24th scale dolls and you’ve found a possible cardboard box and you’ve started shopping online for Egyptian scrapbook papers and you know there were lots of pots in Ancient Egypt and you know there are quite a few good potters at the Min…

Nine, just nine is all I’m saying.

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Sit like an Egyptian, waiting for the hairdresser.

This is a quick posting for doll collectors who like a photo of a lot of dolls.

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Here are 33 24th scale Egyptians all with pates waiting for the hairdresser and wigmaker (that would be me.)

Hair in Ancient Egyptian times is interesting, shaving the head was usual in both sexes.  Priests shaved all hair that grew anywhere on them.

You may wonder why.

The Egyptians lived on and beside the Nile.  In the water various animals, beside the water, reed beds and numerous plants, across the land for a third of a year, thick black mud.

Have you ever had a picnic by a river?  What did you get for free?

On or near water I like to take my husband.  He is an insect magnet.  He always gets bitten.

From mummies we can tell that the Ancient Egyptians were plagued by infestations of insects.  Remember the Plagues from the story of Moses in the Bible?  Not just a story but an ever-present problem.  The Ancient Egyptians had head lice, Malaria, Filariasis (also caused by mosquitos), Leishmaniasis (known as black fever), Schistosomiasis (caused by a water borne parasitic worm), and plague.

Shaving the hair gave less places for the insects to get a hold unseen.

Men generally shaved their hair and let it grow back very short before shaving it again.  Women shaved or cut their hair very short and then wore wigs.  The wigs could be made of various textiles or real hair.  As we have seen they wore cones of melting wax on their wigs for special occasions.

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The Egyptians were accomplished chemists, producing numerous cosmetics, perhaps the wax cones delivered insect repellent along with the fragrance.

Children had their own special hairstyle, called the lock of youth.  Most of the hair was shaved except for one lump on the side of the head which was allowed to grow long and then plaited and adorned with ribbons.  Although these styles were for young children, the Pharaoh’s son and heir, kept the lock of youth until he inherited, whenever that might be.

As I am making very small dolls you might wonder if I am going to attempt the lock of youth on the children.

I am.

Will it work?

The answer is in the lap of the Gods, specifically Hathor, who was known as ‘The lady of the plait.’

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The ancient Egyptians will be coming with me to Miniatura, details here:  www.miniatura.co.uk

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Still walking like…

After a very long day I am happy to say there are now children in Ancient Egypt.  Here they are:

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They are a little boy at two inches tall and a big sister at two and a quarter.  Each of them, although really small, is still composed of fourteen hand-made pieces of porcelain, internally and invisibly strung.  This is clever stuff which I could certainly not have done thirty two and a half years ago when I began making miniature porcelain dolls.  In fact I doubt that there are many porcelain doll makers in the world who could do this.  That’s why there are only four little boys and five big sisters.  There’s a depressingly large tray of discarded leftovers, the smaller I go the bigger the wastage rate because the difference between a part fitting and being too big, distorted, having too small a hole to thread inside, or any other defect, is about half a millimetre.  I cannot control what happens in the kiln.  A tiny piece which is an inch nearer to the elements of the kiln than one in the middle of the shelf can vary in size by a millimetre easily.  Wire stringing hooks can stick out of a hand or foot, bodies can have lumps inside and so on.  But I think the results justify the difficulty.

They still have stringing elastic sticking out of the holes in their heads because my next job is to fit them all with pates, which cover the holes, then wig and dress them.  There’s a week left so I must get on and stop chatting to you.

However, you may be wondering why the males are brown and the females are yellowy.  There is a reason.  What I have attempted to bring to life here are not the actual Ancient Egyptians.  You couldn’t bring the actual Egyptians from mummy to come to mummy even if you tried.  In the mummification process the brains were extracted from the skull through the nose with a special hook, and then…

chucked away.

Oh yes the organs of the abdomen were all carefully preserved in canopic jars so the mummy could came back to life and digest, and breathe and so on.  The grey mush inside the skull (goodness knows what this junk is) was discarded like a bucketful of porcelain rejects.  All those horror films with mummies lurching the land with their arms outstretched, shedding bandages faster than an over-nineties Zumba class, could never happen.  Didn’t have the brains for it, you see.

What I have brought to life is not the Egyptians but their art.  I love all the little people in the wall paintings.  Did you know the civilisation was remarkable for having government paid artists?  You could also be a government paid scribe.  Children learning were advised to study well so they could be scribes, a nice, clean indoor job.  Artists and scribes were both revered and considered very high status.  Writing as a blogger, writer and doll making artist I naturally approve of this very enlightened view.

One of the results of art being controlled by the bureaucracy is that it didn’t change for thousands of years.  The figures in the wall paintings are intended to help the mummy in the afterlife.  Therefore what is recorded in paint is the essential nature of the subject.  In a civilisation where everything is hand-made the importance of the hands is emphasised by their size.

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Here are some ladies at a party.  The size and shape of their hands is determined by their function.  They are holding cups of wine, which were a feature of Ancient Egyptian parties.  They also have cones of perfumed wax melting into their wigs.  They are wearing a lot of jewellery and seem very happy.  This wall painting is strong magic, it is a wish that these circumstances and the essential nature of parties will be enjoyed in the afterlife.

The colours of the wall figures also reflect their nature.  Men are painted in red or brown, colours which embody their essential maleness.  Women are yellow or very pale flesh tones, describing femininity. You may note that for the first time my dolls have gender specific anatomy because the wall paintings do.  People are often depicted without clothing where it was more convenient to do so.  For example, fisherman on the Nile shown in boat models are often in the buff.  Children did not wear clothes until they were five or six years old.  The clothing is linen, produced in weaving factories.  Clothing is shown as white regardless of status of the wearer because the Ancient Egyptians never discovered colour fast dye.  Clothes of high status wearers are finer linen and sometimes embroidered and often pleated but usually white.  The knowledge of textiles extended to novel uses of the papyrus plant, such as beating layers of it flat to produce a thin surface on which to write and draw.  From Egyptian papyrus comes our word: paper.  They had libraries too.  The books were scrolls and cats were employed in libraries to keep the paper-eating mouse population in check.  The library at Alexandria was the most extensive in the ancient world.  Princesses were taught to read and write in several languages.

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In reality Ancient Egyptians had the variety of skin tones that are usual in North African races, but I am not depicting North Africans, I’m bringing ancient artwork to life.  I am using my art, doll art of the twenty-first century to describe another type of two dimensional art.  In the flat pictures the most characteristic representation is always chosen.  The strength of the shoulders is immediately recognisable sideways and a nose in profile demonstrates what we understand most about a nose.

The art also emphasised the importance of the subject by size.  This is why statues of the Pharoah are utterly massive.  The Pharoah was the most important person in the kingdom.  They were descended directly from the gods and it was their job to intercede with the gods and make sure that the Nile inundation, on which the prosperity of the kingdom depended, happened.  The results of a poor inundation are even recorded in the Bible as the Fat years and the Lean years.  The Egyptians were so keen on Maat, they turned her into a goddess.  Maat is the basic principle of everything staying the same and the three seasons that comprised the year, all arranged around the agriculture using the thick, fertile mud, deposited in the flooding, happening in the right order and at the right time.

Given the general panic around global warming, I’d say the Ancient Egyptians knew a thing or two.  We could do with a bit of Maat right now.  Thanks to Maat the civilisation lasted over three thousand years.

If you are interested and fancy doing a twenty-fourth scale house for the dolls, the houses of ordinary people are not that complicated.  They were made of mud  bricks mixed with straw baked hard in the sun.  We know what the houses of ordinary people looked like by ceramic models from tombs.

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As you can see there were often two stories and the family slept on the roof to catch the breeze.  The pillars and some rafters may have been made of wood, which was in short supply and used sparingly.  The most common building material was mud from the Nile, which would have been used to make this model.

As well as being artists and writers the Ancient Egyptians were potters.  They had kilns and made pottery dolls too.

They were also miniaturists.  I recall seeing some wonderful model houses in the Ashmolean Museum.  Yes, people were paid by the state to make miniature houses and fill them with artefacts.  How enlightened is that!

If you do fancy doing a house, a cardboard box and some tubes from the inside of toilet rolls would not be a bad place to start.  There was not a lot of furniture but lots of matting.  Miniature hat straw could make baskets, chair seats, bed mattresses and floor coverings.  And yes ordinary people had plastered walls with pictures on them.

I know you want to ask about toilets.  Did they have them? Of course they did, this is a civilisation.  They had glazed receptacles beneath wooden stools with an appropriately located hole.  Potty in a box.

I think next month we are going to be inundated with everything Ancient Egypt because it will be the hundredth anniversary of the opening of Tutankhamun’s tomb.  I think miniaturists will be captivated by the art.

If you would like to know more you could do worse than visit www.ancient-egypt-online.com

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Walk like an…

Nothing to say yet, just a picture to show you.  It looks as if my very risky 14 part, articulated 24th scale, new dolls may be at the show.

Here is the picture

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They have yet to have hair and not many clothes.

You may  extrapolate – feel free.

I have regressed five thousand years to a civilisation which had government sponsored artists, who valued writing.  A civilisation which told its children to work hand and become a scribe.  A civilisation that had massive family values and loved cats.

In October it will be one hundred years since Tutankhamun’s tomb was opened.  ‘And everywhere, the glint of gold.’

Little rectangular mud brick houses could be made out of a shoe box, there isn’t much furniture and you can get scrapbooking papers in the correct genre from many outlets and online, including the big river retailer.

Can you guess where we are, and when?

This afternoon I’m going to have a go at the children.  If it works they will be easily the most detailed, smallest articulated porcelain dolls I’ve ever done.

Stay tuned!

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New dolls.

The heading should really say: New doll’s dolls.

There have been dolls for children throughout history. Some which I have reproduced in miniature miniature for the show have already been exhibited in the Spring.  The oldest are the ancient Greek dolls’ dolls.

New on the sofa this show will be some you have already seen here, who are limited to just four.

If you were a little girl with a skipping rope in the 1930s, your skipping chant could have gone: Shirley Oneple, Shirley Twople, Shirley Threeple all the way up to the triumphant: Shirley Temple!

Shirley Temple was the most wonderful child film star in the 1930s.  She was copied in fashions and of course, dolls.  You’ve already seen my version

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When I first showed you I wasn’t sure if there were going to be more this size.  I had kept one to take a mould from.  This mould broke when I was pouring it but I think I have a doll that can be shrunken again to make a really small doll, so these will be the only ones at this size.

If you had been a child in the seventeenth century, you would probably be dancing in a circle.  The song would end: All fall down! which you would do.  It is Ring a Ring a rosies.  The Black Death which is so cheerfully referenced in this rhyme was romping through the capital at the time.  It was only halted by the Great Fire of London.  If you had been a child at the time and had a boy doll he would have looked like this:

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These three are ready to go on the sofa, they are just under two and a half inches, so you could use them as residents in a twenty-fourth scale house if you were making a house in seventeenth century style.

I did actually do a 12th scale seventeenth century house as my first kit, it was a Greenleaf.  I got overly picky about it and eventually ground to a halt because I couldn’t research all the correct flowers in the garden.  I still have the house on a shelf, full of junk and desperate for a make-over.  I lived in the seventeenth century in my head for years.  It was a seminal time for Britain.  It was the start of Parliament watching the monarch and the monarch watching parliament and neither of them being able to do anything drastic to the population without the agreement of the other.  It was also the start of the three piece suit.  As you can see the dolls are wearing breeches, a shirt and a jacket, which gradually evolved into the formal clothing for men still worn today across much of the northern hemisphere, North America and Australia and New Zealand.  Ribbons were popular in the seventeenth century, in your hat and around your neck, as still worn by judges in court.  These evolved into the tie, still being worn formally, although I think this is now on its way out.

I have enjoyed these dolls but have also shrunken some, which I may shrink further.

This is just a glimpse of the latest.  Stay tuned.

Details of the show at which you can buy doll’s dolls from history to give to the dolls in your dolls’ house are here and it’s less than a fortnight away.

Erk!

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Suspense.

Apologies are due for the fulsome radio silence.

I have been working twelve hour days because it’s only two weeks to Miniatura and, as usual I should have started weeks before I did.  I’m sure some conscientious folk start getting ready for the next show as soon as they have arrived home from the previous one.  I also know of some card makers who start on Boxing Day for the following Christmas.

It might be all those years of journalism giving me rampant deadline fever.  It might be basic procrastination.  My cousin Roy used to wrap his Christmas presents on Christmas morning two minutes before he brought them downstairs to give to people.  He may have said that he unwrapped his first then went upstairs using the just unwrapped paper to wrap up those he was gifting but I may be making that up.

I have had years where the Christmas shopping was all done by October, and you can do that, but it spoils it.  Craft and hobby channels are right now, last day of August, asking if you’ve finished making your Christmas cards.  I have bought most of the bits I need to make them but won’t start until November at the earliest.

However unless something has gone horribly wrong the kiln has been on for the last time this show.  Two months working, resulting in dozens of new moulds with risky new brand plaster, some of which was not wonderful and a bit unpredictable.  Weeks pouring, weeks rubbing down, first go in the kiln to fire to bisque, removal, rearranging, glazing with new glazes, some of which did not go according to plan and will have to be chucked.  A second fire of four shelves, most I’ve ever done at once, which took six hours five minutes.  A day grit scrubbing with water running up my arms, rubbing off my fingernails with car sanding sponges and finally two days china painting and a final firing today.

And I still don’t know if it has worked.  There may be absolutely brand new dolls.  There are very small historic dolls, versions of larger ones shrunken to be the right size to be small dolls’ dolls in a dolls house, one set of requests and four absolutely new dolls.  I have invented them , sculpted them, moulded them, cleaned them, glazed them, china painted them and I still won’t know if it’s worked until I get them out of the kiln tomorrow and see if the jointing has worked and see if the pieces fit.

I still find this very exciting.  If you do too, stay tuned.

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The naming of things.

The naming of things is both difficult, important and occasionally accidental.

I just delivered a wedding card to an old friend, universally known as Pog.  This is not the name he was christened at all, it’s the name his sister could manage to say when  he was born.

Next door’s cat, who comes to greet me every morning, has been through quite a few name changes, simplified until she got to a name everyone could remember.  I call her Hello and she squeaks back.

Our first and longest loved cat was called Minky, which was in itself a mispronunciation of monkey.  In one of the Peter Sellers Pink Panther films a monkey is misbehaving and he exclaims in Franglais : Er, you noty Minky!

When she arrived Minky was very naughty and a bit wild.  There was a black cat ornament, about the same size as she was, on the windowsill, but not for long.  She settled in and we loved her for just over nineteen wonderful years.  I miss that cat.

I watch the TV programme, Long Lost Family about adopted and abandoned people, reunited with their families, sometimes finding the name of their mother or family members for the first time.  Sometimes their own original name. I am both left and adopted and didn’t find out my original name for many years.  My adoptive mother kept it to herself.  I am called Jane after my adoptive mother’s mother.  As I loved her, I was happy with that name.  My adoptive mother also gave me a middle name and then taunted me with it.  She called me Louise, a name I hate because she used to call me, actually shouting : Louweeliwogs.  She thought this was funny because she knew I was half Italian and it was a racial slur.  I of course, did not know and just knew I was being made fun of, rudely.

Having been a teacher I am as hot on people being called by the name they prefer as I am on people not being called by racist, sexist, ageist or any other intentionally derogatory epithets.

When you have been a teacher and met a lot of children with a lot of names, you form associations with certain names which precludes you calling your own child by any of them.  I went through about three baby names books when I was pregnant.

If you have a lot of children you will be resorting to Decimus when pregnant for the ninth time.

If you are a doll maker, who has made hundreds of dolls, what do you do?  I don’t name the dolls, that’s up to the collector but I do have to have a name to write on the moulds.  Sometimes dolls will have up to five moulds to make all the parts for the doll and I have to call them something

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To long time readers (hello!) this is a familiar photograph a few weeks before Miniatura.

I have spent a week of twelve hour days pouring porcelain into the new moulds and here is the dining table full of the results.  As you can see each tray has a label.  If you are sharp eyed you’ll have noticed the accidental name in the middle tray.

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Here it is in close up.  As you can see I have made a mould for a 24th scale lady who I have modelled and moulded two different heads for.

By the time I have spent days and days on my hind legs pouring and trying hard to get the right bits in the right tray and muttering to myself each time I demould to tell myself where to put it, as it were, the name has stuck.

Whatever she is called she will always be Lady Two Heads to me.  If you buy her you can call her what you like.  I would give you a hint and some suggestions but until she has been rubbed down and spent time in the kiln I won’t know if she works.

There are four dodgy dolls.  Because I am attempting to do fourteen part 24th scale dolls I have had to use very fine wire to make the stringing hooks.  It has to be fine to poke up into the thin hollow legs and hold the resin elastic that strings the doll.  It is 32 SWG wire.  That’s 32 Standard Wire Gauge, which is about the thickness of a hair.  You can see the little loops poking out of the feet.  Will they hold as the porcelain shrinks?  Have I made the ends wiggly enough?  Are they strong enough, once fired, to hold the elastic?

I have no one to ask because I doubt anyone else has tried this.  As Miniatures scale down, the tools and materials have to keep up.  The only way to find out if they will do it is to have a go.

Stay tuned.  Keep an eye on Lady Two Heads and she’ll keep four on you.

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Details, booking, transport, exhibitor lists and everything else at

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On the good ship…

Lollipop, sang Shirley Temple in the film Bright Eyes.  This created vast numbers of baby girls being christened Shirley, lots of Shirley Temple merchandise and, of course dolls.

I am working on additions to the display of doll’s dolls through history.  The oldest at present are the ancient Greek dolls

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The originals are 2,500 years old.

There are various other dolls  including the more modern French Fashion dolls

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in all their frillery and the kits to make Tudor dolls

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There has been a tendency throughout history for dolls to enjoy much better dress than their owners and frequently to be absolutely the latest thing in fashion, including being copies of people who were in fashion.

The doll’s dolls I have been dressing this week are from the 1930s.  Top child star Shirley Temple was just about as cute and frilly as a child could be.

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As you can see my version is not much bigger than a small reel of silk.  For my doll’s doll inspired by this 30s icon I have made a proper dress, beads and a hairstyle with the obligatory giant bow.

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These are the four that exist, each has taken a day and a half to dress, and they are, as always, my original porcelain dolls from my own moulds made with my own sculptures.

Although there are only four of them, and I will not make more from these moulds, that will not be the last of the thirties dolls because I kept a set of parts for shrinking.

Shrinking porcelain dolls can be done by taking moulds from the fired components.  As the shapes removed from the moulds shrink by about 12% you can fire those dolls, make moulds from them and so on.

It is worth remembering that a shape is copyrighted by being made.  If you took moulds from existing dolls, say for example you thought you’d like to copy Barbie, you could and would be sued.

Copyright in miniatures has always been a hot topic because the whole point of the miniature world is to copy the big one.  There have been shows in the past where visitors were not allowed to make purchases because disreputable dealers were buying all sorts of items in every type of material and taking them straight to the Far East to be copied and then brought back to miniaturist countries to be sold at prices that undercut the originals.

This is awful.  It kills the goose that lays the golden eggs and devalues the art, the thought and the work that goes into producing the originals.  I remember how upset Terry Curran was when someone bought one of his apothecary jars and took it to be copied.  Instead of Terry’s brilliant original miniature version of a long ago artefact, turned on a potter’s wheel by Terry, glazed, and decorated in three separate firings, and the same for the lid of the jar, the copy had been made with the lid on the jar, so that it was not removable and not a true miniature.

From my beginning as an exhibitor, which was over thirty five years ago, I have made my own moulds from my own sculptures.  Everything that I put on my table has started as an idea in my head that has travelled down my arm to my fingers.  So I can shrink my own dolls to be smaller dolls.  Well, that’s the theory at least.

Sometimes a shape will not demould in mini mini.  Sometimes it loses definition.  Sometimes the jointing just doesn’t work in a smaller size or a different scale.  The only way to find out if it will play, is to do it.

So, though I have moulds drying, waiting to be poured next week, that doesn’t guarantee anything.

As always we shall see.

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If you fancy one of these 1930s dolls, they will be on the sofa waiting and there may only ever be these four.  Even if they go smaller, I doubt that I could make a proper dress with turned seams, inset sleeves, sewn braid and all the rest of it.

Stay tuned for news of more new things.  News of the new, who knew?

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Moulds, cards and dolls.

You may have noticed a slight silence from me.  I have been mould making for the new dolls for Miniatura, which is just a few weeks away.  I’m probably a bit late starting.  After the last show I had a big clear out of the show wheeled cases.  The nature of shows is that the exhausted exhibitor just shoves everything anywhere at the end of the show, in an attempt to get home sooner and put their feet right up.  I vividly remember Glasscraft about thirty years ago, who had been exhibiting their miniature glass wares of extreme delicacy to the visiting public with cries of caution, and swiftly indrawn breath when anyone picked something right up, at the end of the show throwing plastic crates of glass to each other and into the van, with cries of: To me!  To you! and Hup!

After a few years of this sort of packing anything could be anywhere with not enough boxes or wrapping, dolls shoved in upside down and all sorts.  I am always the last to leave because I set out about a thousand things individually in five hours, which takes at least three hours to put away again, the last with the venue staff looking at their watches pointedly.

So a big tidy was in order and it took months.

While I was doing that I also did a lot of research on the next dolls, which are going to be very different, of which more later.

I also had a couple of big orders to finish.  The first I have shown you

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already, they are the art deco ladies with the beaded dresses.  Beading is one of those pastimes which does pass the time quite considerably.  The beaded skirt on the left hand lady took a week, as did the dress on the right.

Art deco seems to be having a revival.  I wonder if it is because we are exactly a hundred years away from it now.  There is something about a hundred years which lends enchantment to the view.  When I began miniaturising in the 1980s we were a hundred years away from peak Victorian and you couldn’t move for Victorian dolls houses.  It is still a great era to miniaturise, you can shove every correctly dated miniature reproduction of anything in the same small room and it still wouldn’t look cluttered enough.  An era which has crocheted mats on the hand-embroidered tablecloth under the display of knick knacks, all lit by a chandelier, was endured by the people who lived it for the purpose of being miniaturised. More or less.  Britain was the workshop of the world; half the population was churning out stuff as fast as it could in the new factories and the other half was collecting it.

Now we have moved on to Art Deco, in dolls houses and in card making.  I was not surprised for another request from the same era.

The collector had bought some glass eyed dolls to dress.  I have been selling my glass eyed original artist dolls from very early in my doll making oeuvre because that was what I wanted and why I began.  Falling into the hobby with a good knowledge of antiques, I could see that almost everything I could find in a real antique shop was being reproduced in miniature except the wonderful Victorian glass eyed dolls.

I wanted a miniature glass eyed doll to dress so badly, eventually I gave up looking and found out how to make them and persevered, in spite of many people who told me it was impossible, including someone in an antique shop who showed me a small glass eyed doll and said: Of course, it couldn’t be done today.

Therefore I have been making glass eyed dolls for other miniaturists to dress for a very long time, thirty years at least.  Collectors buy them and then discover that dressing a miniature doll, especially the way I do it with removable clothes and brushable hair, is really difficult.

I have never knowingly made anything to frustrate anyone.  If there’s ever a problem or you need help with anything I have ever made, please just ask.

Thus it was two dolls with brushable hair came home again to have different brushable wigs.  While I was busy I gave them some clothes and an extra pair of shoes each.  Shoes are quite tricky, I like mine to be removable too.

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I haven’t had time to do much about the background, she is on a dollstand against a very thirties ish paper bag.

Here is her friend.

I did not make the suitcase, I found it online, it is plastic but they have obviously been shopping and need something to carry the shopping home.

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The friend is wearing a beaded dress

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under her lace bolero, and her cloche hat is beaded too.  Together they took a few weeks but I did enjoy them.  It is an interesting era, providing of course, that you had plenty of money and weren’t on the Jarrow Marches, or hanging off a scaffold building New York.

Having finished the orders I realised I had run out of cards.

I cannot remember when I began card making as a hobby, about thirty years ago, I think.  I started after a few years of doll making to make Christmas cards with photographed scenes of my dolls.  This proliferated. I enjoyed making something to give away.  I am much better at inventing and making than I am at selling. Unfortunately I proved quite good at it so I cannot send friends a shop bought card now, they would think I was horribly ill.

There are various dies for die cutting producers whom I patronise.  In England www.carnationcrafts.co.uk  are very good.  The artwork to match their dies always has a free version to download.

I also collect card making supplies from Anna Griffin, who I believe has been providing art for card making and kits about as long as I have been making my own dolls.  Anna was stocked by QVC the shopping channel here in the UK for many years but those pesky trade tariffs seem to have put paid to that.  I found her again at www.annagriffin.com which I was very happy about.  I recently bought some shoe dies from Anna and have enjoyed them very much.

I have two weddings of quite mature people coming up this August, so Anna’s shoe dies, rather than young brides in fancy dresses were just the job.

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Here are the insides, as you can see they have tied the knot.

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The outsides are a filigree die from Carnation and a happy-ever-after type die from www.claritycrafts.com

I am happy to say Anna Griffin is joining www.hobbymaker.com which will mean I don’t have to fork out for postage across the pond, although, knowing me, if I watch one of Anna’s tasty videos I will probably be searching for the necessary utensils, a plastic card and a fork  anyway.  Anna does pretty like  no one else.

Having topped up the cards, ready to give, and read and researched the next thing for months, I was finally ready to model for mould making,  As regular readers know (hello, how are you?) each piece of porcelain has to be individually, modelled, sculpted, the engineering to make them move worked out, and otherwise organised to come into being.

This time there is a family of 24th scale dolls.  These are 14 porcelain parts.  I have made jointed hands and feet which I have not previously done.  My usual 24th scale people have hands and lower arms, lower legs and feet modelled as one.  This makes life easier in small scales and produces a ten part doll, under three inches tall.

What has changed is that I have found very thin nichrome wire to make the stringing hooks to embed in the feet and hands.  I won’t know if this will work until I pour the dolls.  If it does work I will be surprised if anyone else in the world is making such 14 part dolls in very small miniature.  I certainly could not have done it even twenty years ago.

It’s very very last minute and very very risky.

If you didn’t know better, you’d be forgiven for thinking I’m an artist.

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The last place (part 2, the second bit, B)

Me and Cleopatra, just like that.  Me and Mark Anthony, even closer.

The other way of finding things you have lost, for the creatives among us, is to spend sixteen years (seventeen in September)  writing a blog.  As you do.  Well, I did.

When you are a bit short of something to write about, which occasionally occurs, write about the annoying way you are wasting your life by searching for stuff that you know is at this address, up the stairs, in the chamber (or the other chamber) amongst all the furniture, gilded, stuffed and decorated (miniature) artefacts (made and houses) and stuff (collected.)  Very like entering a pyramid, in some trepidation, all alone without your mummy (or anyone else’s).

Prior to having written of the search (scroll down to the previous posting)  it would be advisable to order, buy, and waste money on, a very similar die to the pyramid box die because you do need that box die.

At this point, if you have not attended Miniatura the dolls house show with more original artists than any other show, where if all the original art were full size, the show would fill an entire village or small town centre, you would be unaware of my show packaging.

Packages in miniatures are an essential part of it.  A huge amount of the joy is the bit where you get home and put your feet right up and have a rummage through the packages.

As I was only a fair visiting miniaturist thirty eight years ago, prior to morphing into an exhibitor, I know the joy of the packaging.  Thirty eight years ago it was mostly small pink striped paper bags, and I liked them.  Every so often I bought something that came in a little box.  Paper bag, good.  Box, better.

Die cutting has enabled me to fit the packaging to the doll and make little boxes for every doll I sell.  Some of the tiny ones were sold in transparent domes, but the domes were also nicely packaged in boxes.

The doll boxes are handed over in lovely shiny little carrier bags.  I buy the carrier bags, which are quite expensive but I think, improve the whole experience.

Some visitors are organised.  They arrive with wheeled suitcases.  In a suitcase a doll in a box, in a carrier bag, is more likely to arrive home in a happy condition.

Some visitors are hands free, in which case a little carrier bag is essential.

I also know, being a miniaturist, that intention is everything.  For many years, many years ago, people used to come up to my table and shyly apologise that they hadn’t got round to dressing the glass eyed doll which was still living in a paper bag, and, did I have any hair dressing tips?  Hence the dolls in underwear with brushable hair, which can live in a bedroom until you get round to it.

Some dolls, I am aware, never get even as far as a bedroom.  So they all have lovely boxes to live in until the miniaturist gets round to it.  They can be retrieved in good condition, played with for a while and put safely back in the box until next time.

So the box dies are essential.

Which is why I was so annoyed when I lost the perfect die I had bought to make the boxes before I had even sculpted the dolls to go in them.

So, an hour and a half before I found the die, I went online and bought a similar one.

This is step one to finding something lost, I feel.  Get another so the first one is redundant, therefore, no longer useful and more easily discovered.

Step two, as elucidated, is to write a blog posting about it, having thoughtfully started the blog nearly seventeen years ago, in order to be able to write about stuff, including missing stuff, which is writing about stuff there isn’t, which you might think is pretty clever.

Then, just before you give up and go downstairs for lunch,  just check the box in the bedroom where it cannot possibly be and look in the plastic wallet labelled ‘pyramid box die’

yes it was actually in a plastic wallet, and actually labelled with a label, written on, by me,

and there it was.

It now lives in the cupboard in another wallet labelled ‘box dies’

this, naturally, will enable me to up my game by losing all the box dies at once, instead of a paltry one at a time.

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