Nope, no way are you going to call me on the spelling in my title. In fact, I could have spelled it either way. I'm "Dying for Dolls" would have been just as correct. I'm dying for these dolls.
How old do you think it makes me feel, that these dolls, the same ones I had when I was a kid, are now being re-introduced as vintage reproductions? How much do you think I wish I still had the originals? Let's just say $5,200 worth of wishing. These gorgeous, limited edition, molded felt dolls are just to die for. I don't mean really die as in dead, but maybe just die as in swooning for a moment.
Okay, felt dolls like these by R. John Wright and Steiff and other magnificent doll artists like Maggie Iacono are way out of my price range. Still, I've always wanted to try making one. So, that's why I find myself "Dyeing for Dolls".
The dolls I really admire are made of wool felt stretched over a sculpted face form. I've seen some nice linen and stockinette dolls too. Wright and Iancono's dolls are large. I want a small 9" doll so I don't know which fabric will work best. I dyed a bunch today with various color outcomes.
It hasn't been easy finding out just how these dolls are made. It's a very specialized and difficult process. I'm experimenting on my own. For now, I have fabric colors I like and my own original sculpture to make the face mold from.
What's next is still a mystery to me, though I have heard some new terms like buckram and welting and am working my way through what that all means. Stay tuned. I'm hoping to introduce you all to my new little friend sometime next week.