My handsome Peter already has hair. And in a few hours he will have a torso and legs and all of that. But this morning he was just a wee head. Making me so happy that I had to take my photo with him. I normally take so many photos when the dolls are finished and to show you what they are all about, who they are, what they like...but I rarely take photos of them in this stage-in-between...when they are becoming who they are meant to be.
It is perhaps because these are my intimate moments. The moments when I am still thinking and deciding, and I need all that energy to myself. Also, even though the doll is in process and "just a head" at this point in time, they already have a strong personality and they are quite horrified to look at a camera pointing at them. "I am not ready, please take that somewhere else"--they seem to say to me. I do not like to take photos of their process, as is one of the things that I keep to myself, my private memories of them coming to being.
But Peter is such a trooper. He didn't seem to care. And to be quite honest, not only was my bum sore for sitting 2.5 hours straight crocheting the wig for his hair, but I also felt like I needed to get up and document this doll with me. I don't like my photo taken, and I rarely let go of the camera to somebody else's hands, but Peter seemed to tell me:
"Come on, don't be such a grown up!
Live a little.
Let's have our photo taken, so that next year you not only can see me,
but see yourself.
In this moment.
Creating and having fun"
and with a bit of a rash on my face so it seems! dang mosquitoes!! Now I am off to work on him some more, he does want to feel a body attached to his head. Hasta luego!