Tuesday, October 12th, 2010

[gallery] Sunset Lake


I had a stressful day today, so I came home and did something scary: I drilled earring holes in Issachar's ears. It's really only the start of the work he needs (his neck needs sanding so his head fits better, he needs new stringing, hooks, and kips disks, not to mention some faceup work and tattoos) but it's something I could do with quick results. I was really pleased with how it came out. Then I took him out to get some pictures while I still had some light. (There's twelve pics total; I'm too tired to pick and choose over different angles the way I usually do.)

+11 )
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Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

Doll Photo of the Day #4 - Issachar


Issachar Fado is a Resin Soul Song, and he was purchased as a Christmas present last year. Because of their really affordable prices, [info]eider and I were each able to get a doll "of our own" at the same time. (All our other dolls are pretty much shared ownership and we come up with their stories together.) He's also our first (and only so far!) tan doll. which is a shame, because I adore tan dolls!

Issachar is my homage to Link from Legend of Zelda, though you can't really tell! He does have dark Link's coloring, though. ^_^ His last name, Fado, is the name of one of the two sages in Wind-Waker, and his eyes are Link-green. I love the RS boy sculpt and though I know the curved hands are subject to much contention, I think they're perfect for his sword.

Issachar and Vltava have a story separate from any of the other dolls. It is a fairy-tale about a lost river spirit and the elf-boy who finds her, and of their journeys together.

...Now in this same forest, there was a boy. He was an elf-child, or so he had been told by the old widow who he had called his grandmother. But she was no flesh-kin of his. She had found him, a crying infant alone, tucked into the hollow of a lightning-sundered oak tree. In the tree's bows there hung a sword, and a tasseled flute, but no note or message from whatever poor souls had abandoned their wailing infant in a tree-cradle. The old woman took him home, and called him Issachar, after a boy in a song she had loved as a child, and Fado, for the sound the tree had made in the wind.

Issachar Fado grew up at the same speed as all children, and it was quick in his grandmother's eyes. He was a sturdy, serious boy, and very helpful around his grandmother's cottage. But sometimes, in the spring and the fall especially, Issachar would stop and listen to the wind for hours on end, staring at the blue sky as if there was a story in it he longed to read. As he grew older, it was harder and harder for him to turn his face from the sky, though he had no wish to trouble his grandmother and did not speak of it to her. But she knew, all the same, and on the fifteenth anniversary of the day she found him, she gave him the flute, and the sword, and told him to follow the wind to his fortune. In his belt she packed him good things to eat and the few coins she had, and after a tearful farewell, Issachar set off on his journey.


Issachar was our twelfth doll. In this shot he is wearing a DoD wig, and Dollmore acrylic eyes in 14mm. Someday, I'd like to get a blue mer-boy Jun to join their fairy-tale. ♥
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Monday, March 30th, 2009

Tzeitel is here!

Our exhausting, 105-day wait for Tzeitel culminated today in an unexpected package notice, a post-office scramble, and the arrival of a doll we didn't even know had shipped. O_O I had gotten some craptastic news on a more creative/jobthing front today, so her sudden, unexpected arrival was just the thing to cheer me up, and take my focus away from unpleasant other things.

That and the fact that she is a stone. fox.

12 pictures! )
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Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

Heaps of Dolls for January!

Sorry for the long absence, holidays make for limited posting time, though it was filled with a wonderful array of resin. We not only had it come to visit us (some longer than others, I still have three heads waiting for paint), but some of it came home to stay.

There's four cut texts here, but I'm warning you now, there's a massive ton of pictures in this post. It may take a while to load. You might want to make a sandwich, or perhaps learn Sanskrit. Also, I am a perfectionist, my camera and bedroom lighting is more of an avant garde collective. Rarely do we agree on the outcome of our collaborations. The greenish yellow color shift is not indicative of resin color, just of the fact that I should only shoot pictures outside, in the sunshine.

first, we were visited by a resin rock band! ...no, the OTHER resin rock band. )

also, I painted some heads. )

shortly after our guests left, we had some new arrivals! )

and here are some arty body shots that may not be work-safe. )

In other news, the old doll site is no longer and all the pictures are down. We're working on a new one!
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