What fascinates the phouka eventually turns into the phouka. So I've been practicing the doll.
There are a lot of dolls, a lot of different styles of dolls, from innocent to disturbing, from cloth to porcelain, from papier-mache to carved wood. Some are jointed, some aren't, some have inset eyes, some have painted. I've spent the last few months studying all of them.
|I've especially been concentrating on two styles: antique French fashion dolls, and more modern, ball-jointed dolls.|
Draconic Kiss recently opened a doll shop, which is pretty much, let's be honest, one-stop shopping. They have an excellent selection of doll hair, both flexi and not, and Draconic does not seem to be falling into the usual designer's trap--her hair looks good, yes, but also, carries that hint of the unreal, and her eyes follow the same pattern--gleaming, glassy, and in at least three cases, distinctly unhuman, being gleaming solid black, glassy frosted pink, or glassy frosted blue--the latter two both entirely pupilless. She has skins in a variety of makeup options for women, and miracle of miracles, doll skins for men.
My artist is looking towards a doll exhibition--SL's take on the doll phenomenon, what's done here with dolls, and how they interact with non-dolls--so she was willing to fund my transformation. I'm inordinately grateful to her for that.
I picked one with oxidized "tear" traces; it's long been understood that, on occasion, the interaction of cast clay with metal, long-term, can produce exudations from inset eyes, remarkably like tears, only dark red, dark brown, or black. It's not at all uncommon to see a doll with these traces down their face, prior to restoration.
Now, it's not uncommon to see such a doll in world. Yay for me.