I'm one of those people that spend way too much time in her head. I've known this about myself for quite some time and its an everyday effort to get outta there. I've come to realize its a curse and a blessing, but more so it is what it is.
One of the blessings this state of being has given me is an ability to look at people and get lost in an imaginary world of where they come from and or what their dreams and hopes may be. I try not to get too caught up in stereotypes but I suspect that plays a part. In reality each of our experiences will dictate how we see the world and people around us, again it is what it is.
Okay, I'm babbling. What I'm really trying to get at is the inspiration for my newest collection of dolls. As you may know I live in New Orleans and everyday of my life I am inspired by this city, it's inhabitants, culture and history. I frequently just stroll my favorite streets and ponder peoples daily lives in this incredible spot on the planet in the current day and days of old. I peek into the what seem ancient houses for just a glimpse of a beautiful staircase or entryway, into windows with amoires or lace curtains wondering about the lives of the people who live there or have lived there throughout the years.
This series of dolls, entitled French Quarter Children are the young ones I imagine. They are the children of the people I see or imagine worked and lived in the French Quarter, one of my favorite places to explore and do my pondering. I hope you'll notice the timelessness of their stories, attire and lives as I don't think era or time really matters when considering hardships or happiness of an individual. All throughout time those things remain the same and are something we all identify with and which connect us.
You can click the links to read each child's stories. I have quite a gaggle of kids yet to come. I hope you'll enjoy them.