Today I tried to make my dollhouse- theater into a nightlight for my sons room..turns out it was kind of a crap idea, but I still felt like blogging about it. So while Lucien is drinking his "refreshing instant herbal tea" ( that is some freaky shit for a 2 year old! ) I'm gonna tell the story of my doll- theater.
|me and my not-so-easy-to-place- theater|
I built it when I was pregnant and immovable (first and last time I'm telling you!) and in a way it represents one of the lives I might have had before (reincarnation-style) and kinda still wish I had.
|.. inside of the theater, the fancy people watching the play, and upstairs is the dressing rooms|
|night with lights on|
|upstairs where the theater people live..|
|night on the roof|
|And finally, this is my theater on exhibition at my actress friend's school..as moral support there's my lover and best friend..i call him Bambi.|
Many of the dolls are inspired by people I know..and there's always the fun part of people recognizing them self in the world of dolls.