They were real, with working springs.
I bought them on a whim and an image began to take shape.
I sketched it quickly with pastels on cardboard from the recycling bin.
Later I got out the sewing machine.
The skirt and jumper are cut from outgrown jeans.
There is eyelet lace on the Mom-size bloomers.
And several months after I hung it on the wall, this very familiar scene from my younger life became the opening scene for my novel.
I am enjoying your artwork very much. And I love that you are doing a variety of styles and colour palettes. I was surprised when I realised they were so small, so much impact, feeling and emotion in such a tiny canvas. You have made me realise that I don’t need a large surface to express my own thoughts and emotions. Thank you for sharing part of your life with us.
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