Merry Christmas to everybody from me and my dolls ^_^
She is Lucia and she is wearing an outfit handmade by me like usual.
December 22, 2009
December 19, 2009
Cinciallegra X-mas version
Juliet (Cinciallegra custom) wishes you a Merry Christmas, she 's an golden angel.
Outfit is handmade by myself.
December 18, 2009
Candida
Candida is very happy to wear this outfit. It's handmade by myself.
It is for sale. ^_^
On my Etsy shop
It is for sale. ^_^
On my Etsy shop
December 12, 2009
November 28, 2009
My first full customization
I'm starting to have a large Pullips collection so I have a doll of them that I don't like anymore.
I've decide to custom Brand New Purezza, I made a simple customization because I'm not expert, anyway this is my final work...She turns in Irae.
Welcome Stica
Some day ago I've received this wonderful doll.
"I am baking cookies and making tea for my master. When I am hungry, I snitch a little …… Feel like so. "
Other accessories included with doll & outfit:
- Headdress
- Apron
- Doll Stand
Description:
- I want to go home ASAP ! The home, Pullip in pretty maid waits for me !
- With beautiful red eyes in black and white costume.
- Without apron, she will be very tidy black dress.
- Pretty perm hair !
November 26, 2009
Evangeline Ghastly
Welcome to my beautiful Evangeline Ghastly.
She is a Tonner's doll, very very particular, I like her so much.
She is a Tonner's doll, very very particular, I like her so much.
Evangeline was born to April 24 , 1924 in Ipswich , England in the attic of Barkely Manor.
She lives alone,with her pet Mouette.
Barkley Manor is the ancestral home of the Ghastly family; an ancient family whose roots date back to the early 1500's.
November 11, 2009
November 9, 2009
Sabrina (Blanche custom)
An other look for my Blanche. She is wearing an outfit handmade by myself like usual.
On my Etsy shop
On my Etsy shop
November 6, 2009
Phantomya
Phantom
It was at very dark of night
I walked past stones of graves with fright
With dark of shadow across my way
An owl it cries, but where it is I cannot say
The moon it rides the clouds on high
And then that wind I hear it sigh
My heart it beats so fast a pace
I fear it thinks it’s in some race
What fool am I that I am here
To come at night and show such fear
As now I creep around the stones
One side black as panther, the other as white as bone
I wander round from name to name
I know not why, tis like some game
Like some ghoul I prance around
Yet I make no earthly sound
Now I am at a fresh dug grave
I feel inside that I must be brave
Now I look to find the name
And now I see it shine like flame
For the name is mine and I freeze with fear
And down my cheek rolls one single tear
It is with shock it is with awe
I realise now I am no more
For me to fear all those around
I am just foolish and am a clown
I should not fear any that I will see
For as the phantom, they should fear me.
By John H Henderson
It was at very dark of night
I walked past stones of graves with fright
With dark of shadow across my way
An owl it cries, but where it is I cannot say
The moon it rides the clouds on high
And then that wind I hear it sigh
My heart it beats so fast a pace
I fear it thinks it’s in some race
What fool am I that I am here
To come at night and show such fear
As now I creep around the stones
One side black as panther, the other as white as bone
I wander round from name to name
I know not why, tis like some game
Like some ghoul I prance around
Yet I make no earthly sound
Now I am at a fresh dug grave
I feel inside that I must be brave
Now I look to find the name
And now I see it shine like flame
For the name is mine and I freeze with fear
And down my cheek rolls one single tear
It is with shock it is with awe
I realise now I am no more
For me to fear all those around
I am just foolish and am a clown
I should not fear any that I will see
For as the phantom, they should fear me.
By John H Henderson
November 5, 2009
Aracna and Aracnya
Relativity.
I see you there Spider:
your eight legs
quickly moving along the ground.
You are so small
really.
Is it that far to the wall?
How strange -
it's just a step or two
to me.
I find it hard
to see through your eyes.
That web of yours - so fine:
spectrum of the morning sun -
so fragile a structure.
I could not begin
to construct a sculpture
so perfect.
I see you there Spider.
By Jane Eliza
I see you there Spider:
your eight legs
quickly moving along the ground.
You are so small
really.
Is it that far to the wall?
How strange -
it's just a step or two
to me.
I find it hard
to see through your eyes.
That web of yours - so fine:
spectrum of the morning sun -
so fragile a structure.
I could not begin
to construct a sculpture
so perfect.
I see you there Spider.
By Jane Eliza
October 24, 2009
Catty
Black Cat
A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.
She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once
as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
Rainer Maria Rilke
October 20, 2009
Duvaliera
A zombie is a creature that appears in folklore and popular culture typically as a reanimated corpse or a mindless human being. Stories of zombies originated in the Afro-Caribbean spiritual belief system of Vodou.
Dr. François Duvalier, known as "Papa Doc" (April 14, 1907 – April 21, 1971[3]), was the President of Haiti from 1957 to 1971.
Doctor Duvalier became involved in the négritude (black pride) movement of Haitian author Dr. Jean Price-Mars. He began an ethnological study of Vodou, Haiti's native religion, that would later pay enormous political dividends
Duvalier revived the traditions of vodou. Later he used them to consolidate his power as he claimed to be a houngan, or vodou priest himself.
Dr. François Duvalier, known as "Papa Doc" (April 14, 1907 – April 21, 1971[3]), was the President of Haiti from 1957 to 1971.
Doctor Duvalier became involved in the négritude (black pride) movement of Haitian author Dr. Jean Price-Mars. He began an ethnological study of Vodou, Haiti's native religion, that would later pay enormous political dividends
Duvalier revived the traditions of vodou. Later he used them to consolidate his power as he claimed to be a houngan, or vodou priest himself.
October 18, 2009
Jacky
A jack-o'-lantern was named after the phenomenon of strange light flickering over peat bogs, called ignis fatuus or jack-o'-lantern.
pumpkins look at us
spirits make spooky grins glow
light up the dark night
John Gugie
pumpkins look at us
spirits make spooky grins glow
light up the dark night
John Gugie
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