Tuesday, August 16, 2011


139: Don't Blink...

Okay, I am not actually a Dr. Who fan. In fact, I have never even seen the show. But the Spawnling loves it.

I found a version of this altered doll on Craftster. The Angel from the Dr. Who series. Apparently it is a rather creepy episode.

As I tend to lurk in cemeteries for photo shoots I do not know if I wish to see it anyway.

This is certainly a multiple day project.

Day One.

Meet the Pre-Makeover fashion doll.

Chopped off her hair. Primed her with gesso and added the first coat of paint.

To be continued.....


138: Fresh from Sid's Room

I don't know about you, but I love the Toy Story creations found in Sid's room. Pixar meets Island of Misfit Toys. (Which I also love.)

My first replication is Legs. Part sports equipment, part doll.


137: Mommy's Little Monster

Been working with dolls.

I have acquired several from the recycling center and local rummage sales.

The first doll I altered was a talking and moving doll. She says "Mama" and stands up. Rather unsteadily. My thought? Zombie.

I made my own creepy baby. And she is creepy.

She is now despised by the Munchkin, who insisted I remove her from the kitchen table. (Where she was born.)

With her lurching stance and her wonky voice box, I think she was a prime candidate for a Zombie make-over.

And just in time for Craft Magazine's Quirky Crafts month. (And Halloween is just right around the corner.)

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


136: More Upcrafting

This week I acquired a few broken computer keyboards.

After dismantling them, I am left with a good amount of usable material. All the keys. Then there are the circuit boards.

My first creation was, of course, a ring.

Monday, August 1, 2011


135: Currier and Collage, 4

This one was called Beach Snipe Shooting. It made me wonder if there was any connection between the bird and the marksman.

A-ha. So there is.

Courtesy of Wikipedia;

Incidentally, the snipe (a family of shorebirds) is difficult to catch for experienced hunters, so much so that the word "sniper" is derived from it to refer to anyone skilled enough to shoot one.[1]

Apparently this fellow was quite the sniper, judging from the pile of birds at his side.

So I added a little family playing in the sand. Mrs. Sniper?

We'll just play over here, hon, while you shoot us some lunch.