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I’ll say it, just so you aren’t caught off guard. This might creep you out. For some bizarre reason, there are those who don’t like this sort of thing. ­čśë

This is my original doll.┬á Her name is Sara. Somehow her head became detached from her body and the body was lost. I was probably fourteen when I gave her a pair of earrings. Then it just took off. What I would make now wouldn’t be much like this. I feel weird doing this kind of stuff since I’ve had kids.

However, the two or three dolls I’ve made since I got married are of a different┬ásort. A little more artistic, a little less teenage rebellion. And what I┬ámight make now will be even less┬álike Sara. And, if it just doesn’t feel right or natural, I won’t do it. I’ll find some other form of creative expression to dabble in again.

I’ll let you know how it turns out. ­čÖé

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