One will be for Lucy’s niece, the others will go up on Etsy. The request was for non-threatening monsters, so I made the eyes extra wide and the smiles maximum joy, but they kind of turned out looking like one of my high school gym teacher ladies, who never blinked and always lectured on taking life by the reins. Here you are, Mrs Viv monsters! And thanks to Alice for the excellent velvets, dark purples, browns and blues:D!
More simple faces, more tongue! Though I gave into mouthpiece-ear-limb temptations. And then there’s the plaid, rescued from a Cape Cod skirt, to go with the pink bathrobe that has gone into the tongue.
This is one of my first dolls ever, my first monster. He’s from Mairead’s clothes, a red hoodie, a green-pink t-shirt, and some green sweater from Uncle Karl. Very red, very bouncy, a permanent resident of Pittsburgh.
He is another reconfigured veteran — one of the first monsters I ever made, given some recent adjustments and surgery — most importantly a brand new red heart on his purple belly. He is friends with Harry Potter, he likes his Coonskin cap, and he’s studying Hungarian.
And he’s in his natural habitat: THE PHD BEDROOM!
I made him in Belfast, and endowed him to Julia, who endowed him to Mairead. I think he is my favorite monster ever! He was born (like so many other monsters) out of the sad but bountiful Lost & Found drawer of Queen’s Film Theatre. Someone in the city of Belfast left behind a red and purple furry-fuzzy scarf, and never came back to claim it (for 7 weeks at least), so a monster was necessary to give it back some purpose.
