winterludes

2013-06-13

justine and felicie

justine and felicie are sisters, but i can't explain why the teacher confused justine and felicie all along this year. some people aren't gifted…

of course, when she says "who is justine?" or "who is felicie?" they put their hand up and scream together "meeeee".

of course, it drives her nuts…

and makes them laugh!
such happy girls!

it rains again, today.
mom said "you can't play in the garden girls, you'd wet your dresses."

happily, our little girls are smart: they just wear their swimsuit to play under the rain!

wise girls! they swim on mom's quilt, not to ruin the swimsuits with wet earth!

brrrr, i'm cold now, don't you?

JUSTINE
tonight 9:00pm-10:00pm
http://hyenacart.com/winterludes/mt/4863/14687/ooak--JUSTINE-17--waldorf-inspired-doll-

FELICIE
tonight 9:05-10:05 pm
http://hyenacart.com/winterludes/mt/4863/50889/ooak-FELICIE-17-waldorf-inspired-doll

2013-06-04

martha

sweet martha was born with a cleft lip.
of course, she knows she looks a little different. but it doesn't mean she is sad or feel lonely. oh no!

martha has lots of pals. here is tess the pest, her best friend.

martha is a dreamer. but most of the time, she's a very busy girl.

she has to play hide and seek in the garden…

or take a nap on the grass.

how brave is martha: she can take high risks just to catch a crawfish and cuddle it.

she also tamed the terrible mighty duck and now he carries her where she needs to go…

… even to the cookies box…

martha will be for sale auction style tonight at 9pm (edt).
auction ends tomorrow at 9pm.
http://hyenacart.com/winterludes/mt/4863/30751/ooak--martha-17--waldorf-inspired-doll-

2013-05-19

the cold feet syndrome

i receive daily lots of messages about my dolls. some mamas seem anxious and ask: "what's the matter, she (he) dances nights and days, she (he) runs all the time…" some others are desperate: "please tell me it will get better not worse...?

see this little girl. her name is grace and she promised to be calm, quiet, helpful and polite. she tried so hard, but she really couldn't. why?

DON'T WORRY, i know what happens.

yesterday, grace was quietly horseplaying, tickling, wiggling with yoko and lou, when yoko came breathless, screaming "mommyyyy, we have a situation!" i let my knitting and rushed, panicked!
"mommy, grace she has very cold feet, that's why she jumps all the time!"

oh my goodness! i tried to quantify the temperature of her feet: im-pos-si-ble! they were too cold and the thermometer couldn't work.

fast, fast, i had to do something!

of course, we wrapped a blanket around her feet, and i took my emergency materials:

a skein of big yarn,
a pair of needles size 11,
london calling (65 minutes, exactly what you need to knit and sew a pair of boots)
dishwashing soap
nice gummi gloves
blonde on blonde (the cd, you can't offer you three pauses, you have a situation, remember! so 72 minutes to felt)
a kettle

first i washed my hair and put the avocado mask (never waste your time! 138 minutes of your life, it's precious.)

so, i spent 62 minutes knitting my usual boots pattern, with some minor modifications (yarn is a little bigger, needles 10 or 11, stockinette instead of garter). you'll see, 62 minutes go fast with the clash!

caution: you have now 3 minutes to fill and switch on the kettle, sew your boots, weave ends, etc. hurry!

i obtained a floppy disgusting pair of boots. perfect!(sorry, i took photos of the floppy boots, but the flash card stayed on my desk.)

then, felting! don't forget the music, it will be your best friend for an hour and twelve minutes (and one seconde but nobody knows).

put your floppy boots in boiled water, then rub and scrub and rub again with soap during an hour. just follow the music.

why ONLY ONE HOUR? hehe, because as soon as begins sad eyed lady of the lowlands, it's time to rince. twelve minutes of clear water.
ain't you stoned now?

then?
then look at your perfect tiny felted boots. press them and let them dry.
(btw, rince your hair, you won't spend a whole day with avocado on your head)

so, if your doll seems excited or agitated, just measure the temperature of her feet, she probably has the cold feet syndrome!
knit her felt boots and her whole life will be transformed…

2013-04-20

iseult the fair

the day iseult was born, she was so blond, so cute and so delicate, said her mom, she decided to call her iseult. poor innocent mom…

— iseult my sweetie, we have visitors, my friends come with their daughters.

— i'm ready, mom!

— hi there, i'm diane!

can you do this?

— easy, look at that!

diane and iseult are playing together, when alexandra and her mom finally arrive.

— heeeelloooo, iseult and diane shout.
— hello, shy alexandra says.

oh my gosh, she looks like a baby, whispers iseult. come on, i have an idea…

— hey alex, do you like animals?
hahaha, poor little A was very frightened. "go play with your friends", says her mom "we'll call you for tea time".

listen to me girls, i can whistle very well!
and naughty iseult whistle and whistle in little A's ears.

— let's go, says diane, we'd better eat cherries and make a contest of the best spitter of stones!

— one, two, three! i'm the best cherry stones spitter ever!

— diaaane, alexxx, say good bye girls!

— i wanna stay here, mom, alexandra says, wa had so much fun!

alexandra and diane are custom orders, iseult is available in my shop http://hyenacart.com/winterludes/mt/4863/45799/ooak-iseult-17-waldorf-inspired-doll-

2013-04-13

onfroy the IV

once upon a time in a faraway countryside a long long time ago, lived a little boy named onfroy. onfroy like his father, like his grand-father, like his great-grand-father… onfroy the IV was born in a krak. he had a loving mom and a brave dad.

— look at those pink cheeks, look at those freckles… said her mom's friends!
— and what a cute quiet baby!

that's true, onfroy was a very quiet boy. a daydreamer.
even ferocious wolves became sweet lambs when they approached him.

unfortunately, a lord of toron had to become a knight, despite he didn't like to ride a horse.

— i don't want to be a knight, repeated onfroy, i don't like battles. i'd prefer being a miller and sleep during the wind blows*.

he really loved having a nice cup of tea on the battlements with princess isabelle, king amaury's daughter, his fiancee.
oh my god, isabelle and onfroy! what a nice pair of kids. they loved tenderly each other…

— won't you be cold there? asked onfroy before opening the picnic basket?
— i'm fine sweet heart. isn't your chain mail too heavy?

and he picked up flowers for his beloved…

alas, alas, one day king amaury died!

— wake up, onfroy, said the barons, you must be the next king!
— oh no no no, i don't wanna be a king, never never ever! answered onfroy.
(of course, he didn't shout, he didn't knock the floor with his foot, he just stayed calm and very polite, he couldn't stand yellings and screams.)

— come on, sir, choose your motto and go, said the barons, jerusalem needs a king.

— what are you embroidering, sweet heart, asked princess isabelle?
— look at that, this is my motto, answered proudly onfroy. "pax et amor", it means "peace and love". isn't it the best motto ever?
— hmm darling, not sure the barons will appreciate. they are so traditional…

and the barons didn't like it! let's vote for another guy, they said.**

life is so unfair! isabelle and onfroy were obliged to be separated. poor isabelle married an ugly old man and became a queen.

onfroy wore his miller outfit and is still in search of a loving family.

if you want to adopt him, follow the link, he'll be for sale auction style tomorrow sunday april-14th at 9pm (new york)
http://hyenacart.com/winterludes/mt/4863/80951/ooak--onfroy--15--knight-awaldorf-inspired-doll

*the lyrics of the french nursery rhythms are:

Meunier tu dors, ton moulin, ton moulin va trop vite

Meunier tu dors, ton moulin, ton moulin va trop fort

Ton moulin, ton moulin va trop vite

Ton moulin, ton moulin va trop fort