Showing posts with label Dolls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dolls. Show all posts

Friday, July 27, 2012

A lovenest is the making?

It was when making this piece of handy equipement that I cut my finger. Still scared of doing some serious carving in oak, and my finger, I decided to change material and use a thick kind of matchstick instead. It's a very handy thing to have in your house, since you can hang your wet socks above the fire. Then they will be nice and cosy when putting them on again.

Margit wanted you to meet Mats, her sweetheart. She says that he might not be a looker but he has some spiffing cows and is very very kind to her. He is dressed in the male folk costume. Special for his clothes is that they are made from the same cloth that the real ones are made of.

You might remember how the window looked in this room. It was so wrong, and yesterday I could not sleep thinking about how odd and horrible it looked. So I came up with the idea that I could make one myself. The picture is of course of the worse quality but it shows that the old window has been knocked out and something smaller has replaced it. The glass is painted but the paint is supposed to be lead. Well, this improvement might help me sleep tonight. And I have no idea why Mats is on the floor...

Friday, July 6, 2012

Three times a charm?

The walls have haunted me. First they were screaming at me, then they were sighing to me. My attempt to salvage the situation turned in to anothr bitter failiure. The colours now clashed with the floors. Why did I not think of this before?! I was close to tears today. The floors were getting ruined, the ceiling was a mess and even the open fireplace was blue. So. Paint it all white. So I went to a proper store today after work and bought a large can of white paint and went to work. It works better with the floor, and there is no harm in white. I will probably think other tomorrow, but I will have to let it rest for a while.

I have continued working on my cupboard-bed. It's been trimmed and vaxed. And fitted with mattresses and pillows stuffed with raw cotton. Raw cotton gived a heavy feel to them. No fluffyness allowed! The clock was factory made, but I did some sawing into it and gave it some new paint. Clocks were usually painted in bright colours and wild patterns. But I did not dare to do anythin much artistic, I am a bit shy when it comes to painting.



And also, I would like to introduce Margit, she will live in The Red Cottage and is dressed in local costume. I have one just like hers.

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Kits & Miss Nilsson

I have been working on some kits today and yesterday. The sewing table is from Mini Mundus, the rest are House of Miniatures. Kits are wonderful! I used a kind of vax called "georgian mahogony" to get the look I wanted. Never used vax before so I quite liked it.

Little Dagmar liked the furniture too, and she has, according to Gertrude, been playing (jumping) on them while I have been at work. She has been trying to pacify the girl and when she was about to fall of the Hepplewhite Huntboard, she had had enough. "GET ME A GOVERNESS OR SELL THIS CHILD ON EBAY." Ok...

So she was introduced to Miss Nilsson, a very sober but kind young lady with a strange hairdo. Gertrude was quite taken by her, asked her down to sit on the Lyre Back Chairs with her. Florence came as well, and Dagmar offered her some cabbage (that she probably stole somewhere).

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Dagmar

Gertrude has now a second daughter named Dagmar, age eight. Now Gertrude has said she wants no more children but please find them a governess asap so she does not have to bother too much about the two.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Gertrude!

From another victorian housemaid came Gertrude, an edwardian woman. Before I pinned her hair up she looked like Botticellis Venus with her wonderful curls. Was truly tempted to let her remain a free spirited venus, but that would not be very decent in my dollshouse...



And here she is with her daughter Florence, still not wearing stockings...

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Florence!

I bought a classic victorian maid a long time ago, but I've always felt sorry for the way she looked. So I gave her a new wig and a dress. And so the victorian maid became a fourteen year old girl named Florence. I am going to paint some black stockings on her when I buy some new paint.