As I sit here trying to write a piece about how it all started, I really do wonder where to startâ€¦
Looking back, my whole life has been a preparation for doll making. I always knew I wanted to be an artist & as a child I spent many hours with my father in his studio drawing or painting. Following in his footsteps I attended Art College where I trained as a Graphic Designer, filling my portfolio with many paintings of faces & fashion illustrations. I worked as a serious artist in the Advertising field, before leaving only to start a family some eight years later.
With the birth of each of my children came beautiful Christening gifts, gifts were hand-crafted by my father. The first was a Rocking Horse for Christian, the second gift, a dolls house, for Rebecca was a very special gift indeed as it opened the door in to the wonderful world of miniatures for me.
Doll making soon followed and if I am honest it was something I â€˜knewâ€™ I could do â€“ however, with each newly completed piece I am continually amazed that it actually came from my own hand.
Sculpting in to clay which originally came from a mould is a constant struggle to me, yet an affirmation of my talents & skills. Painting is a time when I breathe life in to my dolls using special techniques I have developed which allow me to create life-like appearances. Only when I am entirely happy do I begin costuming preferring to use only vintage materials which somehow spill out of my numerous drawers in my studio.
To me, doll-making, is such a multifaceted art form, thus it allows me the opportunity to utilise every skill I have within me to create a beautiful work of art.
Very possibly the reason I cannot imagine doing anything else is because I find it deeply satisfying and I continue to grow as an artist as I keep searching and learning with each new pieceâ€¦