This is a true story.
This is the story of how a tiny doll and her special hedgehog friend came to live in my studio….
Long, long ago, there was a seed, well several seeds, really.
They grew up and became majestic trees.
They sang the song of the wind and the sun and the moon and the rain and the stars for probably hundreds of years.
And, then they were cut down.
They became a piano.
And the piano sang songs of love, and sadness and grief and joy.
Eventually, the piano wore out. Completely.
The piano tuner shook his head sadly and declared it to be done.
But he had a friend who made things with wood, so he offered some of the wood from the piano to his friend.
His friend happily accepted the wood from the sad and gone piano, and because he is a generous and kind person,
he offered some pieces of the wood to his Mum.
I was sure I could feel a very, very tiny doll singing little tiny songs inside the wooden scrap….
I cut a little bit of the piano wood and loved how it felt in my hands….
I cut out rough shapes that would be just the right size to carve my favorite size of doll- 2 and a half inches tall.
and carved and carved and carved some more.
While I was carving, I asked her what her name is,
and she declared: “Elise, of course!”
She said that even though she preferred playing Mozart when she was a piano,
that she had always loved it when her family played ‘Fur Elise’.
(An interesting thing happened when I told my daughter about tiny Elise-
she knew, even before I said Elise’s name that that was the name of this tiny, but
determined little wooden person!)
Elise let me know that she wanted old fashioned boots
and cream colored stockings and camisole
and that lovely amber color from the shellac for her hair.
She also told me that she wanted me to tat her dress,
and while I was at it, to make the tatting shuttle that I would use
to tat her dress.
And, to make the tatting shuttle a hedgehog, and
to use the bit of wood that was around the lock that used to keep the piano closed.
Elise helped me to figure out how to get the lock out of the wood….
She insisted that the lovely round brass keyhole had to become part of her tatting shuttle.
Elise chose some old tatting cotton that I had been given
(from the estate of the friend of a friend who didn’t know what to do with it)
Elise and I started freeform tatting her dress.
Sometimes, it didn’t go well. sigh.
Tatting is the pits to try and unpick, so scissors were the best option:
Elise got a little annoyed at times with all the trying on and taking off of the dress,
but I reminded her that she was the one who demanded it be tatted-
crochet would have been infinitely faster!
She fell on her face and refused to co-operate for awhile, but eventually,
calmed down and we got on with the tatting:
Eventually, Elise’s dress was done.
It’s a bit cattywombus but Elise has forgiven me for that.
She understands that freeforming when making a tatted dress can mean that things are slightly ‘unique’.
Elise is looking forward to having adventures with the other wooden dolls in the studio.
She has placed a few requests for things that she would like to have, thank you very much.
Elise may look young, but you must remember, that she’s a doll with a long, long story!
(and has more to tell, but that is for another day and until then, she and her hedgehog friend will enjoy life in the studio).
I have joined a group of wonderful bloggers from all over the world – The Scrap Happy Bloggers- who work with upcycled materials and post once a month.
Here are the links to all their blogs: Do check them out 🙂
Kate , Gun, Eva, Sue, Lynn, Lynda,
Birthe, Turid, Susan, Cathy, Tracy, Jill,
Claire, Jan, Moira, Sandra, Chris, Alys,
Kerry, Claire, Jean, Jon, Hayley, Dawn,
Gwen, Bekki, Sue L, Sunny, Kjerstin,
Vera, Nanette, Ann, Dawn 2 and Noreen