I live in Cordova, Tennessee in a house that is on the edge of the Memphis city limits. There are woods behind and on one side of the house so I love seeing deer, rabbits and other misc. critters wandering around us. Animals inspire much of the work I do in my studio in the upstairs part of the house. I worked as a graphic designer and then as an illustrator for many years and began making sculpture about 15 years ago. I've had shows at Memphis' Cooper Street Gallery, Jay Etkin Gallery and Winter Arts. I sell my work in the Brooks Museum of Art gift shop and online.
Here's the next dolly in progress. I'm going for a more antique feel with this one. I have again used paper clay over paper mache and have chosen to sculpt her hair. In my opinion, there's something slightly creepy about doll hair.... or maybe it's just that I haven't yet perfected the art of hair. Fortunately for me, many of the old dolls had painted/sculpted hair. @:-)
Here she is, my first paper clay doll. What a great medium. This has been quite a learning experience and I can't wait to make more dolls.
Now the problem at hand; what to name her? I had planned to call her 'Fanny' for Fanny Price of Jane Austin's, Mansfield Park, but I don't really like the name Fanny. (I'm suddenly thankful that my Mother didn't name me Fanny!) Sooo, any suggestions for a name for her??
The first doll is almost ready to paint. I think she'll be a redhead. Her arms and legs are all ready too but her body will have to be sewn and assembled. I have no idea what kind of clothes to make for her. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. :-)
Thought I'd show the other doll I'm working on too. I want her to look like an old fashioned baby doll.
This is a portrait of Jake that I did for my friend Jane. He's such a sweet dog. She rescued him from being shot by workers on the horse farm where she boarded her horse. They thought he was a fox cause he was so covered in dirt you couldn't tell he was a dog! Jane said he used to slip into the yard and hang around with her horse. She noticed that he would chew on sticks and try to play with the horses...not very fox-like behavior! Eventually they caught him and cleaned him up. Low and behold, he was a dog! So Jane adopted him. I'm sooo glad they didn't shoot him! He's so precious! I painted this portrait of him a year or so ago.