More doll houses

A few more photos of my collection. These are on the lighter side I think. There has been a lot written about the fascination of the dolls house, the miniature … I think the draw for me is always the inhabiting the spaces in my imagination. With lighter more fun houses ( still unfurnished as a rule) it is a return to childhood. Memory and imagination together, and there is always a sense of having complete control over what happens in the rooms …oh the power! 🙂

The shop, an open fronted piece

The shop, an open fronted piece

Inhabited by a mixed collection of dolls

Inhabited by a mixed collection of dolls

A fairy tale arrangement

A fairy tale arrangement

House collection 1

I like my houses to have a little character. There are a couple I have bought that have so much character no self respecting doll would live there. Safe to say a couple are derelict. In this post I feature two that are very run down indeed, left to get wet in garages and dirty loft spaces, irresistible to me. I rarely put anything in the rooms as I like the empty haunted house feeling of them, but not too long ago I came across some furniture and had a go at decorating a couple of rooms. My other doll houses are quite jolly by comparison 🙂

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Where it began

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Here is an old photo of my first Brussels Griffon Bumble, sitting like a hairy Godzilla in the middle of our fairy village. We lived with our grandparents and my grandmother wanted a model village. These houses may well have been purchased from Woolworths, they were made from a grey rubbery material and spray painted to look like Cotswold stone. I was totally taken by these houses, I did notice that the doors and windows didn’t open and that the houses themselves were really fakes s bendy, but maybe the fairies wouldn’t ! We left flowers and food out for the fairy host that we were certain lived there, at night I would listen for activity, and in the dark of night I would stare out of the window to watch for movement , which I often did, because if you stare hard in the half light your eyes make shadows and lights …

Thinking so much about houses and their meaning for me has brought me back to this village. It was so exciting, full of potential and ultimately disappointing when I realised that the fairies weren’t as silly as I thought they were, they obviously found better housing somewhere else ( with doors that opened for instance ). All of this has fed into my work I now realise. I have a resistance to putting windows and doors onto my house shapes when I paint, one of those little hurdles we all come across in our work that are personal to us … Fascinating where it all comes from , what strange creatures we are 🙂