Oooh.*waves nervously, aware she is being watched*(I think this one's my favourite, though.)
ooooo...nice and creepy. Reminds me of a weird Stephen King-ish story where they toys come to life after dark.
I am tempted to print this out and put it in a stratigic place for my husband to see when he opens his eyes.But he may cry.Maybe I'll just show it to him on the computer. Its creepifying enough here. ::G::
Sometime I hope you ask me to photograph your items for you. I would love to do so.This means I should do some test shots of the items I've already purchased from you for you to have (as if you needed them).:-)-- Molly
En masse, they are surely a force to be reckoned with.
See, and here I thought they looked their most curious and strangely innocent in this one. Like they're getting ready to reach up and poke me in the nose, to see what this Big Thing will do next. I love the nonchalant, almost obliviously unabashed voyeurism implied in every image, like pixie-dust-martians; strangers in a strange land, trying to dissect and process each and every thing. They're pointing out our nuances: tragedy and foolishness that we take for granted in our day-to-day lives. Wakeful moments indeed. Honestly, I don't think Lisa really sculpts or paints the Poppets at all, and she sure as hell didn't "set up" these photos. It's all a cover-up, a conspiracy to get these "cute" little guys into our homes.
RRNN- you've nailed it for me. You've said what I couldn't. Luv it.
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