Today is the Day

I am keeping track of the move to Europe here:

so I won’t go over all the details again, but today is marked on the calendar to sort, pack and get rid of every single dolly related item I have.  I have allowed 3 days for this process.  I am taking a deep breath, and knowing that we are limited in what we can bring, I am prepared to deal with it.  We are sending 20 boxes.  I am allowed 4 personal boxes, one for the sewing machine, one for sewing and knitting stuff and 2 for dolly stuff.  I have to find space for some of my art supplies too.  I had thought I could bring 5 dollies, but I now fear that won’t be possible.

I am sitting here at 3am, trying to get up the resolve I need to work through it.  I remember how when we sold the house, I could not bear to go in the doll room and do what I needed to do.  I kept postponing it and it ended up being the last thing I did to clear the house and it was so hard.  This time, we scheduled this task to be done before anything else.  Sigh.  I’ll take photo’s as I go.  Right now, I am just gearing up the fortitude I will need.

I muse that a year ago, I was facing getting off the truck and living in Hawaii and the dilemma at that time of trying to live a year with perhaps just a couple of small dolls.  However, several more dolls crossed my path and with each, I knew I was still going to have to face the ones at home and the never ending stress of having to downsize again and again because for the last 4 years we have had major lifestyle changes.  Here I am, once again having to make these decisions and I am frankly tired of it.

The ironic part this time around is that I know we are letting go of 9/10 of all we own and I like the idea of pure simplicity and frugal living.  So this whole issue is  not just dolly related.  It is our whole life’s accumulation  and emotional attachments that must be dealt with and I am determined not to put a negative slant on it.  No woe is me, I have to sell my favourite dollies and go through mourning.  Nope, I want every choice to be a positive one,  one that is practical, one that harvests the essence of what I want with my dolly play and of course, any funds I can garner in sales would only help our new life.  As of Friday, neither one of us is employed and we are pinching every penny and living off of savings.

Since I have been home, I have been clinging to Jollyann for some odd reason.  I gave her a pair of glasses and something just popped out of her that grabbed my attention.  I never got the chance to really get to know her, as I was in the middle of trucking, but now, I have found a new appreciation of her.

2012-03-21 0092012-03-21 011 She almost looks like Ann Estelle, lol.   I love the solid look of her, the character in her poses.   I am pulled toward her like never before.  I also have been carrying around Allina and Mikko, feeling such a deep love of my woodens.  They have a completely different skin than the beautiful resins.  They all have painted eyes, simpler shapes and of course their skin is nothing like the flawless resins.  but it is warm and pleasing in a way that resin is not.  I love the texture difference when a wooden wears a wool outfit compared to resin.  I thought to myself, I have a happier kind of play with the simplicity of wooden dolls, whereas with resins, I have more drama.  They are intense and represent perfection to me.  I love their beautiful bodies and glass eyes.  I love the ability to change their looks with wigs and eyes.  It will be a very hard decision, do I go simple to match our new lifestyle or go for the gold?

I also feel like I am leaning towards more traditional dolls than the modern.  I love how my wooden are unique.  My Schoenhut is stripped of her paint and is bare wood.  This gives her an imperfect face because the heads were steam pressed into moulds.  They are solid wood, but the steam and heat left marks in the wood that cannot be sanded out.  This doesn’t bother me in the least.  In fact, after all the sculpted thinness of my resins, I am tickled with her plump cheeks!

I am of course, just musing while sitting here waiting for my husband to get up and we can get our day started.  I am keeping an eye out for my heart’s reactions when I clear the dolly stuff and make those choices.  I want to do it with love and happiness and move on to our grand adventure.  I have been through enough dolls to know that manufactured dolls can be replaced or similar ones found and it is the unique one of a kind ones that need extra thought before letting go of.  I think back on all the dolls I have had and the ones I truly regret letting go of is the two wooden Schoenhuts that I refinished into dark wood.  Oh well.

I am now off to start the day and will be more active on my blog again as I go through this transition.


Who Will It Be This Time?

The last day on home-time.  Heavy Sigh.

I have been tossing things into the box that I will take back on the truck, but I have not put anything of dolly stuff yet.  This is always the hardest part for me, who do I bring besides Evie?  I was thinking about Jollyann, but I have been missing Audrey so much.  She may come along with Evie.  I could bring her a little bed.  But to leave Hammie behind?  And If I bring him….poor Pandora!  See….it builds up to pure angst.

I don’t have the same depth of space in the long cubbies that line the length of my bed, so I cannot use those for Hammie and Audrey’s beds like I did before.

DSC09405 DSC09408So they will have to be up in the “doll room” I will create in this cubby.  But, heck, what to bring for that?  It’s like I have to decide on the companions coming along first.  Triple the sigh factor.  Again, I wish I had only one doll and none of this would ever be an issue ever again.

I have taken photo’s of some items I am planning on selling.  Now that I have sorted so many doll clothes and objects and organized my dolls, perhaps it is time to let go of the things I no longer use or need.  I can then put them up for auction 7 days before I return and can take care of it when home.  I need the time to think it through too.

Today I plan on trying to pack up what Evie will need, who will also come along and maybe Evie needs to be the one to make that decision.  I feel bad that Charlotte still has not gotten her proper wedding dress, maybe I can put together a basic dress and work on the elaborations while on the road.  But I am glad to have been able to put Evie’s winter wardrobe together and refinish Jollyann and make individual rooms for the rest of the companions.  I accomplished more that I expected I could while on this extended hometime.

Here is are a couple of recent pictures of my favourite doll, I mean my granddaughter, Ryah:



Jollyann’s Room and Misc Projects

Sept 29, 2010

Evie had to give up her little bathroom and the space was converted into a small room for my Schoenhut, who finally chose the name of Jollyann

This space is on the other side of Evie’s trunk room.  I gave Jollyann the grandfather clock, the dresser I recently found, the plaid stuffed chair and a cat on a velvet pillow.  I also had an antique box of chocolates that she can nibble on, which is on a petit point music box, so that she has music to listen to.  She has a an antique bisque rabbit on her dresser, which a glass mosaic picture frame, which we will put antique photo in it when we get more ink for the printer.  Click to enlarge any photo.  The clock and dresser look small in comparison to Jollyann, but that is just the camera angle.

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Evie, in the meantime now has a desk and the window is now between the two rooms, providing a wall.  You can see Jollyann’s hair and bow in the window from Evie’s side.  I will make curtains for the window today.  I get such a delight in creating rooms for my dolls, especially when they all have “make-do” things from around the house or thrift shops. 

DSC09184 I will eventually find a better base for the desk, right now it is just a blue trunk.  It will be fun to see if they use this window to communicate.

DSC09209 My little lady from India now has her own space, a primitive cook stove, and as I find objects for her, I am putting them on the ledge until I can find the right combinations for her.

DSC09208 Here is my sewing closet, and the rooms for the little ones above on the shelf.

DSC09210 Olivia has the most cheerful room.  Fits her personality to a T.

DSC09213 The Bottoms Up bar is coming along nicely.

DSC09212 Away has her room too.

All of these rooms (there are more, but I have already shown them) will all get worked on over time, waiting until I have found the right scrap book papers for the walls and so on.  It’s tempting to get them all done now, but I need projects for the future and it’s best to get a feel for it before putting in the cost and labour.

Evie’s lovely dark hair has really made a profound difference and I cannot hardly believe the intensity of it.  It is like she found herself and I could feel it.  It wasn’t just because she had on a cute wig or pretty eyes, it was like this particular wig brought out all of her personality in a very firm and direct way.  I am stumbling for the right words.  It’s strange that in a way, each time I see younger Evie in a wig style or colour that the older Evie wore, it brings me just that much closer to her.  Yet this wig, brings out more than just looking like the long dark wig old Evie once wore.  It’s like there no longer needs to be a resemblance to her old self.  She is no longer a reminder, she IS Evie as she always has been.  It has been a month since I mailed old Evie’s body out and I have not thought about at all since. 

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I have made a lot of winter clothes for her, today I will be finishing the clothes with snaps, buttons and any extra trims they might need.  I am using both modern and vintage fabrics and trims, the dress above is made from an old pair of my jeans and vintage trim.  I had exactly just enough of this trim to finish the neckline, waist and sleeves.  I will take photo’s as I finish each garment.