It seems I often find my dolls like this, sitting in chairs (or benches, in this case) waiting for their adventure to begin. In Fern’s case, she’s about to start a grand-ish adventure, if I could just figure out what… Continue Reading →
Here’s the thing – there’s a rhythm to a graphic novel panel that just isn’t there where you post all of the photos in a blog. So, take the first panel from On Our Own (which I didn’t change) I… Continue Reading →
Last time we checked in, all of the characters were converging on the airport in an attempt to find Camellia. Did they make it? Let’s see. Well, hmmm, not sure. Let’s see if we can get another angle Oh, yes,… Continue Reading →
After building a rough platform in their last episode, Fern and Olive are finishing off the floor of the treehouse. Well, maybe Fern is doing most of the work. When it’s all done, they relax and admire their work. Then… Continue Reading →
Early morning, and Olive and Fern are busily discussing the treehouse. Olive scouts out a likely tree. And then the sisters get to work. Willow arrives with some refreshments and all three sisters admire their handiwork. ******* Next week is… Continue Reading →
After the flurry of activity in Rosie’s last episode, it’s oddly quiet today. In Silverton, OR, not a creature is stirring. And everything is quiet in Syracuse, IT as well. I wonder where everyone could have gone? Ah, *there*… Continue Reading →
In one of my first posts, I wrote about trying to find a place for Camellia in the real world. Her location was difficult to find, since I needed a livable, sparsely-inhabited island which might house a panther. Since there’s… Continue Reading →
Camellia recalls the night she fled. There had been a dance. Camellia dances with the stranger, and then sees that Cado is watching And then, when she realizes that Cado has left, she goes upstairs to find him . …. Continue Reading →
Strawberry (now Fern) threw all of my plans into disorder. I was going to have four un-related 1/4th scale dolls hanging out in a treehouse. Then I fell in love with this somewhere-between-1/6th-and-1/4th-scale doll, who fit so well with two… Continue Reading →
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