My effigy doll bits and pieces survived the kiln firing back in July and this afternoon, I decided to craft a body for him. Why is my doll a he you ask? I dunno, it just seemed right to me at the time. Maybe a yang to my yin or something…

Anyway, my journey began with no pattern, simply a head, feet, and hands. As he began to appear, I just knew this fellow, otherwise conceived as fear, was very suave and needed a smoking jacket and cravat. It couldn’t be otherwise. Needless to say, F.E.A.R. is often colorful and very in your face – in other words, hard to ignore…

Once finished, he needed a name. I couldn’t voice my inner most concerns without calling him by his birth name! Garth? No. Goth? No. Ogre? No, too ominous… “Harry”, I suggested to my daugher, alluding to her otherwise favorite make believe character,? NO! “How about Larry”, she responded. Yah, apparently his name is Larry! No offense to any Larries out there, but he’s awesome! Who can voice their fears to him without at least smiling at the pompous lout?? Well, apparently, I can’t.

I invite everyone to craft a doll – share your inner most secrets and reservations with your creation because it’s highly liberating! If you don’t like mine, check out Jafabrit’s or Bad Kitty’s dolls for a different take. Thanks JB for pointing out the cool music widget!