Is he charming? Or does he make my insides go squinky when I imagine his unblinking HumptyDumpty-ness grinning at me from the underside of the bed? It's a tough call.
My mother's adored doll, 64 years old.
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9 comments:
1949, probably made from Celluloid?
This "Humpty-Dumpty-"-figure is totally unknown to me; I have no "idea" or connection to this figuration.
All I know is that this specimen would make me feel nervous; can't say why; something is "too much" ... sorry for being cryptic.
I know this face. :¬)
xxx
mago, yes! he makes me feel very nervous as well...
Uh oh...you do?
:-)
I guess one reason for my own discomfort is the very distorted dimensions - the huge head and the tiny body.
Manic..
Yes, I think that's the problem with him...it is curious to me that whoever designed him, so long ago, did so with the aim of appealing to a child. And in fact, my mom says she found him charming, and now my 2-year-old niece loves him!
Murali: very...
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
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