Claudia McGill posted: " Here are some paper dolls I made back in December, 2021. It's the kind of thing I like to do while watching TV at night. I glue the papers (mostly magazine pages) on to a postcard-sized cardboard rectangle (I use cereal or cracker box cardboard - it's"
Here are some paper dolls I made back in December, 2021. It's the kind of thing I like to do while watching TV at night.
I glue the papers (mostly magazine pages) on to a postcard-sized cardboard rectangle (I use cereal or cracker box cardboard - it's sturdy but not bulky). Once I have finished the figure I cut out around it. Each figure is about 5.5-6" tall.
I scanned the figures in groups to make these images. All I did was line up the figures - I didn't arrange them or make groupings. So you might say these images catch the paper dolls in their regular life? A kind of Candid Camera thing? Visual eavesdropping, maybe. Anyway, here they are.
As a note, this entire group recently hopped on a plane (inside an envelope) and moved out to California where, at latest report, they are making new friends and settling down. Good luck to them!
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Robert Greig posted: " a-side an overnight frost holds the morning in abeyance, I'm drawn to the thin skin of ice icing the top of the woodpile like an apology as a sun peeks uncertainly from behind a chimney of a sleeping farmhouse, all is well, all is well, the air's bowe"
a-side an overnight frost holds the morning in abeyance, I'm drawn to the thin skin of ice icing the top of the woodpile like an apology as a sun peeks uncertainly from behind a chimney of a sleeping farmhouse, all is well, all is well, the air's bowed its head, if air had a head, […]
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