Saturday, January 18, 2014
Still basking in the glow
I can't stop thinking about that Izannah doll. I think you're right, Jan. Her name should be Nan. Her original dress was incredible. The fabric was obviously cotton, but it was so fine and delicate. The thread seemed different than modern thread. I love old fabric. I absolutely loved the pieces of stockinette peaking through the outer covering of her head. And her little hands and feet were so perfect. She had such a nice weight for a doll, perfect for carrying around and pretending. She's like a gem. I was amazed at the richness of her paint - all of the colors were still so deep and saturated. She was made around 1855. So long ago. When I picked her up, I felt like I was touching 1855. It was a direct, vivid connection with the past. It was as though a little girl had hopped out of the past, right into my arms. I know that many people have loved and admired this doll over the past 150 years. I wonder who they all were.