A Trip to Glasgow

2013-03-23 Glasgow 001  A huge thank you for a gift received from Lorraine!  Adorable vintage tray, easel for school, and the most incredible cuteness….mini skeins of yarn, in perfect dolly scale! 

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2013-03-28 Glasgow 005 We went to Glasgow yesterday.  It was cold, but we really wanted to just get out and about.  We’ve been there only a handful of times, so I knew of a couple of places that have dolls, but so far, nothing I would want.  At one shop there were 3 Gotz dolls and while not my style, they were adorable and I was tempted by their sweetness.  In particular, I liked their plump chins and pink mouths.  The were £15.

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And  this tiny one, a Mini Muffin:

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All had that wonderful glowy vinyl that has such a nice quality to it.  I could feel their weight by holding the box.  I saw a lot of Monster Highs, running about £12-£22. 

2013-03-28 Glasgow 017 At a variety shop, I saw some dolls that I had not seen before.  These were not high quality, more like the old super-market dolls.  Still, I was somewhat pleased to see less of the Bratz look in teen dolls, even though there are Bratz icons on the boxes(?).  I would guess the smaller one was about 14 inches, the taller one about 18 inches.

2013-03-28 Glasgow 018  These girls were really interesting.  About 22 inches tall and the tallest, may have been 28-30 inches.  They had sweet faces.  I couldn’t find a price on them.  Having a restless husband along, I didn’t get a chance to check out the quality.  The more I look at them, the more I wished I had insisted on checking them out.  They were either really cheap plastic and looking good or better than I initially thought.   I do not remember the name or where this shop was.

This lack of dolls here in Scotland depresses me.  A few fashion dolls, a few pram dolls, but nothing that grabs me.  There was such a burst of artistic dolls in the 1980’sand 90’s, it seems to have faded away.  Modern dolls are looking so cloned and lack personality in my opinion.  Babies and fantasy fashion dolls….what about the vast in-between?

We went to the People’s Museum.  I found a cute photo of a girl and her doll in Glasgow

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The only other doll related item was a couple of doll houses being used as models for types of housing.

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I was fascinated by this one, because it showed a tenement block of flats and how they were refurbished over the decades.  The bottom photo shows the bed closets which is what is now my kitchen.  I can still see the rounded inset corners.

2013-03-22 Glasgow 005  My kitchen was divided in half by a wall so that there was a bed closet on this side, and on the other side that led into the second room, which is now our bedroom, but once was a large kitchen.  Both rooms had fireplaces, the one being  more of a cooker

2013-03-28 Glasgow 055 Sorry for the bad photo, but this is exactly how our bedroom is shaped, see the rounded corner next to the chair…that is that weird indent I have written about, it was where the bed closet was.  I could show lots more, but this is more of side hobby of mine, exploring architecture in history and oddly, the Scots seemed to have stuck religiously to the exact same lay out all of their tenement flats.  I get a kick out of watching for the ones that come on the market and can see those who still have their fireplaces and those who have converted these bed closets into smaller kitchens and or small nooks….but never, so far have I seen them remain bed closets, which is a shame, what a space saver they are.

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These are the other dollhouse, all handmade, including all the furniture.  It was fascinating and made me crave to build one of my own.  I really liked this approach from the top, it made it so much more real in the sense it was all self contained.

Loss

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Very early in the morning. Very dark, cold and the wind is howling.  Snow soon came.  I am not getting very far with Rosey’s Spring dress, but there’s no spring to wear it yet, so I will continue to get a few stitches in here and there.

My days are filled with so many mixtures of emotions.  Some about my health, some about missing my daughter and family, some about aging and this perpetual confrontation with it.  My illness has laid me up too much and that brings a different perspective on vulnerability and the seclusion and isolation it brings.

I tear up thinking of my daughter, deeply feel sorrow at not being able to watch my granddaughter’s every move.  I feel I will soon not recognize my grandsons as they approach their teen years.   Surely this is the way of life as we age, beginning to see the losses and the grasping to hold on before they fade even more.

EvieEvie’s first photo. Long before I ventured into changing her.

I miss my Evie.  I deeply regret that I ruined the relationship I had with her and it was all because of my dolly addiction and greed.  I miss her one-on-one companionship, her way of talking to  me and with me.  I miss her like I miss my family, she was such a part of me.  It’s not her body as a doll I miss…..it is the essence of her that lived there.  She begged me time and time again not to bring in the OTHERS, that she needed no siblings, no friends, no lovers.  I kept insisting until she gradually fell silent.

I lost Evie because I could not see the good thing I had.  I have enjoyed, thrilled over, played with and loved several dolls since then, but none felt like she did.  Nothing I can do, nothing I can say about it, other than I am mourning her.

Peach Dress for Spring

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I guess I am always going to need something in my hands when I watch soaps or a film.  So I threw this on the pins and hope to make a nice spring dress for Rosey.  The crochet part is the upper yoke, their will be either short sleeves or a ruffle.  I don’t know why I do this when there is something else I want to do.  It’s getting really strange.

I have not been happy with my camera’s bleached out blue tinted photo’s and found some filter settings I had not seen before, one called vintage.  Not a sepia or black and white, but more of the old kodachrome look with more green tinting.  I will see how it looks over the next batch of photo’s, I noticed that the peach really stood out more with this filter in the above photo’s.  I am still being a chicken and not trying new patterns, sticking to what I know.  But I do like the cool cotton and it is a lovely colour, all perfect for spring.

Undies Done

I finally got the bottom bloomers to the camisole or vest finished.

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I wanted the bottoms to button on.  This turned out as I imagined it (rare these days) and I am happy with the results. 

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These are two side pieces seemed in the front and back centre and then the inseams.  I suppose it could be used as a summer pyjama’s. 

My illness continues, which is knocking me down daily.  I have no energy at all.  But I am craving to sew and I hope each day that I revive enough to actually get to have some fun.  As always, Rosey sticks close to my side and tries to make me smile by reciting nonsense poems. I think this child thinks of nothing but teacakes!

The Food Chain

The doughnut asked the butter scone, Is it time for tea?
It is, replied the Kunzel cake, I hope they don’t eat me!
The sausage breathed a heavy sigh, At least it’s not yet dinner,
And if they skipped that dratted course they’d end up so much thinner.

But what about that breakfast thing? the cornflake glumly cried,
OK for you, the egg yoke said, at least you won’t be fried!
The bread it gulped a gulpy gulp, I hope they don’t want toast,
And the ginger snaps did softly chant, Please eat the Sunday roast.

While jelly sat upon its plate and shivered in the sun,
Oh, being in the Food Chain, it really isn’t fun!

Dolly Love

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There are moments in time, when my heart will capture the presence of my companion. Here, I went into the bedroom to fetch something and the sun was peeking through the drapes from across the room and I stopped and took it all in.  Rosey was peeking over the top of her comforter letting me know she had no desire to get up quite yet.  I nodded without a word spoken and went back to my housekeeping chore.  I felt connected to her through an unexpected sunlit moment.

Re-Arranging

I felt better today, a bit of energy returned and I took full advantage of it.  I really want to start sewing, but of course, I could not as I had Rosey’s room camped on my sewing table.  What to do?

I sat down with some paper and came up with some ideas, which mean some re-arranging.  I have limited space, limited ways to do it.  I had to think about what was practical, how to keep Rosey close to me at night, where I could sew and so on.  The original intent was to put the sewing table under the bedroom window, but it was so cold all winter, I thought it would be best by my side of the bed, where it would be warmer.  But it did take up a lot of space.  So I put it under the window and although that is husband’s side of the room, he will just have to deal with flying threads and fabric.  I will have to be extra careful with pins though.  His bare feet always finds my missing needles and pins.

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I then moved the big wooden wardrobe back to the original spot, which now left my entire side by the bed open.

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I dragged the wooden chest in the bedroom (it has all my yarns in it).  That is now Rosey’s room.  It is smaller by far than my big sewing table, but that’s just how it will have to be for now.  I kept the school room on the THING, but did not put my table table back on as a floor, so the school room is a bit smaller no too.  I want to start drawing again, so I need it.  2013-03-04 006

I had set Olivia’s teapot house on my night stand while working and at the last minute, realising I had no place to put it, thought it would be fine where it was. This all worked out quite well, my doll and knitting books at hand, my sewing boxes and knitting needles handy and Rosey’s bed is close to mine.

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I added two screws to the back of the white cabinet, turned it upside down and hung it on the wall.  This way Rosey can hang a towel from the bars.  I really struggled to find the right things to make the room work, with less space, it was a challenge.  I will be keeping my eye out for something to better surface areas, I would love to find a proper table.  I had to bring the sofa back to the bedroom, since the lounge has been changed a bit now that I removed the wooden chest.  That sofa of course takes up a lot of room.  I wouldn’t mind the sofa and bed, it’s the middle part I think doesn’t look as comfy.

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The flash went out, so the photo is bad, but this arrangement isn’t working for me.  I think of all the things I did, this room proved to be the most difficult.  The issue is how I may be photographing Rosey in it, lacking two walls is daunting.  I have the wall I created with a window, so I may end up adding that when I take photo’s.  I would love a bookcase, but my wooden knitting needle case will have to do.  I was able to put the school items not in use in the case.

Lot’s to think on, I may have to get creative and build something instead of trying to find it.  A proper table and perhaps a nice big fireplace to the centre wall might be the best solution in Rosey’s room and walls for the school room.