Some of you might remember this 1920's Biskeloid half doll, aka boudoir doll, that I posted about a while back, and after looking at her sadly sitting in a box by my desk for way too long I finally decided to do something productive with her. So along with a bunch of other antique things from her time era that I'm always buying for no other reason than to just fill a box with neat stuff, ie: deco brooches, pins, jewelry, limoges, artificial floral, strips of lace, and other pieces of various vintage fabric, I laid everything out to see what I had, and most importantly, what could/would actually work with the doll. And in doing so, I suddenly realized that I had created a miniature funeral wake right here in my office-- which then led to a new idea in my horrible brain (I am Mr. Karswell, after all) --the addition of an antique tea tin box resembling an old time casket. As you scroll through the photos below, you will note that yes, she's actually a hair or two too big for the box, but seriously, once I had placed her inside and started wrapping the bits of cloth around her to mimic a dress (yes, her dress is just a doily and strips of lace), there was no way I was turning back now!
So friends, let us now bow our heads and say a few silent words to our dearly departed loved one as she shuffles off this mortal coil, into the great unknown...
Number 11 and number 14 are quite, um, effective.
ReplyDeleteGoodbye dear, departed loved one. Though we knew each other but briefly, I can honestly say that my life has been enriched by crossing your path. Your beauty seems more appropriate for a sacred reliquary that the dark of an earthen grave. And do not worry over being forgotten. Like other dead people, I will not be able to bring myself to delete your profile from my friends list.
ReplyDeleteRequiescat in pace.
PS, Lovely photos by the way!
ReplyDeleteThat is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThat thing is certainly going to rattle to life, crackling and snapping it's joints, pulling bits of fabric and a clattering cross, slowing gain speed as it looks for a box big enough for Mr. Karswell.
ReplyDeleteThe next day puzzled cops will say "How did that man fit in that box?" "Somebody sawed him in half!" And then a cop will turn and see the doll, resting peacefully in its box, with the giant saw next to it.
It's not a good story, but you've willed it into life with these pictures!
This isn't the end, it's the beginning! Don't tell me Madame Macabre isn't a vampiress, what with that heavy eye shadow and haunting eyes to hypnotize her next unwary victim!
ReplyDeleteI guess the Cross is there to keep her from rising from the grave, until her mind controlled lackey can arrive to remove it.
Her eye shadow made me think of the Night Gallery episode titled "The Doll" both have haunting eyes in that respect.
Thanks for the comments, I'm working on a few more of these and will post photos once they are complete!
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