i had sworn i wasn't going to show or sell any of the jewelry that i'm making for the vendor show at artfest in the first of april - but i really can't help sharing this little sweetie with all of you, because she absolutely radiates with the anticipation of spring. this is the last, and extra, day of february, and sure as rain, the clouds have gathered and are hanging over firefly road with all the greyness and bleak colors that the last of this season brings. winter here in the mountains is not really over, really over, until well into may - and i say that without exaggeration. yes, we have our short warm spells and sunny weather, but the nights are frigid, the cold penetrating, and the need for a good hearty fire lingering until the threat of frost is past - in may.
i love the way this little porcelain doll swings above the hand carved bird (which happens, i believe, to have a worm in its mouth), and below the vintage pressed glass (miss liz, i've thought of you all day long, as i've fashioned this particular piece) and sea green pearls. this antique french silk ribbon - i'm sure many of you will remember that i've used it in quite a few pieces, and dyed it back in june) - is the loveliest shade of teal, and ever so hard to capture its colors consistently; one day it will seem blue; another morning, green - perhaps that is its simple beauty. at any rate, i'm offering her on my etsy site for only a couple of days; if monday comes and she's still there, i'm yanking her up and putting her quietly into that drawer with all of the other pieces. she won't mind, as she'll have sweet company there. (note: 4:44pm. sold.)
aren't they dear?! the more i work with them, the stronger my attachment - which is bittersweet, as the numbers dwindle. i've been seeing other little antique porcelain dolls cropping up recently in the most unexpected places - and have to frankly say that mine are the sweetest still. for those of you who've written of late and inquired if i will sell them as they are, i'm afraid i have to say no. they are far too difficult to track down, and i'd feel like i was shipping off a family member without having properly dressed her all up for renewed adoration.
ah well. back to the studio, then, where birds' nests and eggs of stone and little dolls await me. have a lovely weekend, one and all....