On dolls and crafts

I want to be a dollmaker. I want to make art dolls. I really, really do. Or maybe a ceramicist making little people from clay, but I thinks that’s a similar thing really. I just want to make art people. Of every craft I look at, this is the thing that drags me back time and time again.

I want to be able to create characters: striking little people with a whole story to tell from their clothes, their expressions, their postures. I want to create a life I don’t lead – and don’t want to lead – through my people: ethereal girls with floating dresses and flowers in their hair, sinister dark haired men with a glint in their eyes, slim waisted woman wearing layers and layers of decorative fabrics. How wonderful to be create character after character, to create a whole world if you fancy. And unlike a novel, there’s no need for a beginning and an end. No need for the timing and pacing of a plot. You can create something that speaks for itself. Fantastic.

Now, the last thing I need is another hobby. I already don’t have time to do the stuff I do: the drawing, the clay people, the polymer dolls, the paper mache. But then, as the lovely M says, I really have only one hobby and that is ‘creating’. I might cycle through the things I want to create and through the media I choose – photography, clay, sewing, pencil, paint – but I’m still just creating. I love it. It’s not even that I’m good at it (yet) – I rarely produce anything that lives up to the picture in my head. But I love creating things and I love thinking about creating things.

In fact, in many ways I love thinking about creating things even more than I do actually creating them. In this way I am like my mum. One of the things that made me feel very sad when she died was that she never created the things that she would so often talk about. But as I’ve grown older I’ve understood how much pleasure there is in thinking up the ideas for a project & planning what it might look like, and how this can sometimes be even better than the frustration of making it happen.

And I realise that I often do exactly the same. I love to dream about what I might make one day. I love to buy books and surf the web, and look at what I could do, one day, when I have the time. I love to gather ideas. I love to see what else people create and the utter range of skills and talent out there. I’m blown away by it.

This morning, I received in the post a copy of ‘Introduction to Cloth Dolls’ by Jan Horrox. Wow! I’m blown away. I love the creations in that book, and with what seems like clear step by step instructions. Her dolls are very striking and full of character. It’s a long time since I’ve sewn in earnest, but I’m very, very inspired.

Will I ever make one? Possibly. Probably. But in the meantime I can dream and think. And plan.

And dream about the day I can put a sign outside my house saying ‘Hill and a Tree. Art doll maker’….


One thought on “On dolls and crafts

  1. I’m like you, I cycle through different interest. And I used to (still sometimes) get upset that I never ‘stick with anything’, but like you said, it’s always being creative and creating.

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