Tiny Frozen Charlottes

I love these tiny frozen charlottes. I love the broken-ness of them, I love the dirty-ness of them. I just can't seem to get enough of them. I started collecting these dolls about 10 years ago, not really knowing anything about them. I just knew that there was something special about them. Special to me because I envisioned a little girl lovingly playing with her doll, treasuring it, and the body, badly deteriorated, possibly rotted away after a long storage period in the attic, found by another generation. Some of these doll heads probably have entered our life today this way, but more likely is that these dolls have been found, buried deep, or shallow beneath the earth and placed there before WW1. Buried long ago to preserve them from the ruins of war. Now, generations later, people are un-earthing these treasures and they are making there way into creative peoples hands, for others to love and appreciate. I hope you see the beauty in this....the way that I do. Blessings.