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This episode marks the first time I can recall when I completely ran out of inspiration. The girls sat for weeks on my desk, with no clarity at all on what they were going to do. It was the delivery of a little felted cat that broke the dam – the episode just fell together after that. I suspect the problem is that I don’t have a clear sense of their individual or collective personalities (except for the dog, Bodger, who I’ve totally pegged :)). Nor do they have a clear back story.

I do have some basic idea of a plot, but I’m not sure whether to surface it. It has to do with why the girls are escaping (and their escapes will get longer and longer until they finally make their way to a new world). That is that they live with a single, dysfunctional parent, and they want to make their way out of that world and into their own.

But . . . I really hate photographing grim doll scenes. It just seems so gratuitous to plunge them into some dark back story and leave them sitting in a bad situation for days or weeks while I photograph. So, there’s that. As a practical issue, I’m having a heck of a time finding an adult-looking doll in this size. Pair that with the idea that they’d be a villian (so, not a doll I love) and it just makes no sense.

I’m thinking that I might use an actual person as their caretaker, and just photoshop them into that picture. So, if you see photos of my husband passed out on the kitchen floor, you’ll know why 🙂

For the practicalities, I used old postcards of Paris, photoshopped the girls in, and then used a sketch filter to change them into graphics