Friday, October 14, 2011
Anna would have been my father's eldest sister, but she died in the early 1900s, at age 6, of scarlet fever. When we looked in the upstairs of the Old House, I found two of her china dolls. My eldest sister has them now. Thoughts about the love that children have for their dolls, and that parents have for their children came together when a friend miscarried and asked me to make a little coffin - "a little wooden boat." It was one of the most difficult objects to make that I've ever attempted, not so much in its construction, which needed to be simple (tho without nails, it seemed to me) - but in its concept. Anna's Doll is part of that.