I finally managed to squeeze in some me-time.
And some good news about my book (more of that later..)
So, to begin with, let me introduce you to: the girls of Other Worlds.....
Partially inspired by The Looking Glass Wars, by Frank Beddor. These little heads took quite a long time to create, as did the colouring of the dress and the molding of those poised little legs...but I am quite happy with the results. I love how the number 7 girl casts a knowing, suspicious glance towards something that we cannot see, a sort of visual clue to what may be happening just outside of the frame. Her little friend doesn't seem to care, nor does she appear cognizant of the barren, seashore-ish surroundings......lost to her own imagination, no doubt.
I do love this book! Right now I am onto the sequel, Seeing Redd (Redd being the Red Queen, Alyss Heart's evil Aunt) but it doesn't hook me quite like the original book, a little too much action at the outset, kind of confusing me about where we left off in the last chapter..but still, I must read on. I am very fond of this version of Alice, and particularly characters such as Hatter Madigan and the handsome (I assure you he is handsome) 'Dodge'.
Actually....I have to admit that i do possess a dubious tendency to fall deeply and hopelessly in love with the most unlikely, awkward male characters in books. The most mentionable to date has to be Finn Jowle from Angel Carter's Magic Toyshop. I have no idea why, but you get the picture.
She was originally titled Charlotte (quite charming and pretty thought I), but later in the day we had to accept that something extra was required for such a singular lady as herself. Marmalade Fires was settled upon after we had discussed (at length, squirrels like to discuss things at length) our interest in the 'Go Go Smear the Poison Ivy' album by Mum. Squirrels do have a somewhat romantic nature when push comes to shove. They don't like to make it too obvious.
Her ears, nevertheless, were a present from Hermes.
Rose Red, Blood Red. Another healthy contestant for the Looking Glass Wars, methinks. Apple warrior, raven queen, this young lady has more than her fair share of furious, jealous passions.
This actually began life as a rather regular take on a well worn, traditional fairytale, but as is often the case with me, she morphed into something 'other'. Still, she makes a pretty decent Rosie Red when all's said and done. Someone over at Flickr remarked upon her resemblance to the White Stripes. Yes, I am certain that it has something to do with that curious swirling mass in the mirror. Prior to the addition of said swirling mass, the White Stripes hadn't entered into the equation. So now we have: Rose Red + White Stripes (complete with three ravens for good measure) = Quite Surreal indeedy. I can live with that, but would Meg like it?
This work was also subject to change throughout the afternoon. I had originally fashioned the head and face to resemble that of a young-ish child, but then opted to have her grow up a little. The child Rose didn't quite suit the warrior stance with foot on apple. The child Rose had eyes as big as saucers.
I will leave you this evening with 7 Random Facts about myself. Having been 'tagged' by the very lovely Creature Comforts blog, i am happily obliged to share ...
(1) I will return to the fictional love interest theme : In addition to the delightful Dodge (Looking Glass Wars), Angela Carter's Irish shy boy (Finn Jowle) and my ever evolving Passion for the legendary Hermes (!!), I have also coveted (in total secret prior to now) a pathetically romantic interest in Mr Rochester (Jane Eyre), Laertes (Shakespeare's Hamlet), one of the writer Saki's feral wolf boys (Gabriel-Ernest), Roderick Usher (Poe) and the Weasley twins (Harry Potter). There are many more, but my memory refuses to release them from their blissful bonds at this particular moment in time.
The above should be enough to worry anyone.
(2) My cat likes to have poetry read aloud to him. It began with Keats, and now he has grown rather partial to Haiku. He also likes to be sang to, on occasion, warming predominantly to old English folk songs.
(3) I cannot abide hunting as 'sport'. There is hardly anything remotely sporting about it.
(4) My ideal flat share companion would be Sherlock Holmes.
(5) Two members of my immediate family are sensitive to unexplainable phenomena, ie, they see ghosts. I am not one of them (a sensitive, I mean, not a ghost)
(6) I long to inhabit a crumbling old castle surrounded by a moat. Wales or Ireland, I'm not over fussy about this one. But it would have to be a castle with a moat, that is the only fixed condition. Failing this, I would probably move to Norway, or Iceland. Somewhere cold, ancient.
(7) I don't do sevens.