All kindred spirits are welcome here. Take my hand, and I’ll lead you through a mythically and magical world. Fairies, mermaids, and like characters are part of your dream here. A little tickle to your fancy and you’ll be wanting to stay awhile.
Inspiration turns colorful fabrics, sprigs of yarn and feathers into a metamorphosis of playfulness. Paints and beads collude together, and a creature comes to life. Each of my dolls is born with a magical and romantic process that speaks as I create them. They have their own personality that emerges with a story to tell.
A creation of enchantment~Mermaids
My mermaids have often been a part of my fantasy creations with the influence of south Florida. The influence of my childhood home in San Antonio, TX with the vibrant Hispanic culture inspires my colorful Frida Kahlo dolls. Colorful figures and costumes in the Cirque du Soleil shows have also inspired creations of fun and fancy.
Artist’s devotion to detail
To fashion my handmade figures, I use all natural materials. Some of the patterns are drawn on by hand, each being unique to the next one. Each body has moving joints with painted on faces with colored German dried chalk. I use human, dog, llama hair and yarns for their crowning glory. I like to incorporate into each magical figure various objects like pine cones, sea shells and native pods. My techniques include knitting, needlework, crocheting, tatting, fabric painting and dyeing, handmade felting, beading and shaping out of clay and wax.
How they were born in me
My childhood was not easy growing up in an orphanage. As a young girl, I did not have a doll, so at the age of thirty-one, I made my first doll. Since then, I’ve never stopped enjoying the insatiable longing to create the fantasy friends that lure me to their domains of castles, princesses, and mermaids with seacoast experiences.
My dog and furry friends along with my dolls keep company with me in my studio.
Biology vs. Art class
Growing up in school, I would often get in trouble with the nuns for skipping Biology class and instead of sneaking into Art class. I remember one time, the nun was most unhappy with me. I was in the kitchen creating a cat out of dried herbs, beans and garlic. The kitchen, unfortunately, didn’t smell the same after that and I learned to pray ‘Hail Mary’s’ several times following. The nuns were not pleased with my costume collection either, as they extracted my Elvis Pressley skirt, which I found so appealing. I tattooed the nun with a nasty bite in that exchange! More Hail Mary’s for me!
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