In early July this year, Mrs B asked if I could decorate a dollhouse that she had bought a decade earlier for her two daughters. Having been given two blurry phone images of the house, I hadn't quite understood the task I was taking on.
The house had been built by a DIY-er, in MDF with nothing more than a handful of panel pins holding it together O-o Some of the window casements had been damaged, the doors split and all of the windows where covered in the horrible glue that comes from being held in place for many years with cellotape. I'm not sure whether it was Mrs B's heartfelt pleading for help or blind determination
Fast forward three months and I'm pleased to say the house is finished...well decorated and ready for the new inhabitants to move into.
After waving goodbye to Chez B, I pondered what it is that I love so much about making miniatures for people. It's not for money...since I've never sold my work. Like anyone, I like to get a pat on the back for my efforts. But that isn't it exactly. I think it is the look on someone's face when they see what you've done for them. That almost childlike, post-Christmas excitement of receiving a thoughtful gift.
The second half of the day was spent eagerly tracking a parcel across the Atlantic towards America. A few months ago I
I have one more 'swap' to make before I hang up my mini tools and get ready for the Holiday Season. Time flies doesn't it?
I'm taking a few days off from work now to potter around the countryside. Maybe head up to Scotland before the winter weather kicks in.
Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, have a great weekend