A basketful of love

We had another baby from Lorna Miller Sands last summer.  Her name is Cammie Rose. She is, like her sisters Chloe and Dessie, an OOAK made from polymer clay.



I am a great fan of Lornas sculpting and her way of capturing the moment.

The fairest one of all....

....is my beautiful early Kestner. She is around 21 inches tall and has the sweetest face any doll could wish for and her body is early straight wrist.



 

She found friends already

Look who moved in with her; two small  kittens and a little fairy. The fairy is a Fairyland Realpuki who's name is Soso. Soso is a tiny BJD from a Korean company.

It's been such a long time now....busy with life, I guess...

Those who knows me well, also knows that I'm obsessed with dolls.....all types, that is. Bjd's  has fascinated me for a long time, so, like most doll collectors do at times; I caved in and ordered a beautiful elegant being,  from Korea. She is a Dollstown Soph B with Elf body (around (53 cm tall). Soph B arrived "Au naturel" (unpainted) and it was a pleasure to try my hands at painting (or as they say in the BJD world; Face-up) and blushing her long limbs. 

I've given her the name Elphine; suiting her well as she is an elf doll with pointy ears.

Favorite hat

I have this strange fascination for doll-hats. Strange it is, as I've never worn a hat, nor do I suit them (whenever I get brave enough to try one it generates amusements from those around....so every now and then I will comply as I like to make people smile).

This wonderful hat is worn by my big Bebe Phenix. Both the French Bebe and her hat is from around 1890. The hat was very dusty when it arrived and was treated with a generous sprinkling of odorless talk-powder. I used a hairdryer (on cold setting) to blow off the powder (a sight to behold; standing in the shower cubicle to minimize the amount of dust everywhere :D).

The gift

I first noticed the drawings around a one year ago. They hang in the corridor of our local Childrens hospital. The date on these wonderful drawings made me wonder of the "why's and who's and how comes".

I found that our local Children's hospital had been given as a gift from Sweden to Norway after the liberation in 1947. The drawings was also part of that gift. They were all made by Swedish primary (elementary) school children in 1947.

A new little lady

She is my little Kestner girl and she's also my Cinderella; the owner of one little shoe. She is unmarked except for a number 4 at the nape of her neck. I could tell who her maker was as her plaster pate was all intact. She also has that little smile around her mouth that so many dolls from the Kestner factory has.

Once upon a time...

....there were two little girls; growing up together. 

They were not sisters, yet they felt like they were. They lived with their old grandfather; once a fisherman and smallholder, and their mothers; Kristine and Monsina. Their mothers were true sisters, growing up in Øygarden (a small kingdom of islands).

The sisters and their father, Mons, moved to Bergen around 1898 and the two ladies found work at what was termed in their time; an eatery establishment. They also did laundry to make ends meet. As family history recalls; Nina Bull, the niece of famous Norwegian violin player Ole Bull, was one of their customers. Nina Bull was very fond of Alfrida and Ingeborg and treated them with items from her own childhood sent her by her uncle when he was touring Paris.

The dark haired girl is Alfrida Constanse who was to become my grandmother. She was born in 1905 and the younger girl in the photo is Ingeborg Elvilda Amanda; her cousin. 

 Monsina died young and her sister Kristina becoming the mother and caregiver of two little girls instead of one. Thus the two little girls became real sisters.