Oh, they grow up so fast. One minute they don't even have opening credits for their YouTube videos and the next minute they're "going crazy" building monster dolls. And how about some words to live by? "If I was a monster… I would love to be a monster." Hopefully it'll be a few years before she advance to monster doll you-know-whats.
Here's a small picture of Jennifer Rubell's sculpture series "Nutcrackers," and there's a lightly NSFW video of the nutcrackers in action after the jump.
More photos are here.
These nutcrackers are, like in the ballet, also a bit like a little girl's dream come to life. They remind me of Suzanne. I think I already wrote about Suzanne. Suzanne was a mannequin that I got for Christmas one year because I wanted a big doll. She was really frightening in the end.
• The Toy Fair isn't for kids. The show's held yearly at the Javits Center, Manhattan's main convention facility (a.k.a. massive gray box), and it's full of serious adults in business suits with corporate accounts. It's not supposed to be fun. We'll see about that!
• Toy Fair badges are only available for pros, so my boyfriend's mom generously registered me and my friend Tim as employees of her chia seed company. My badge says "CHIA POWER/Assistant Buyer." We'll avoid walking by chia products for fear of having to hold our own in a chia conversation.
My mom’s boyfriend recently got a $30K lawsuit settlement, and with it he bought a truck. He had lots of money left over, though, and because my mom really likes dolls (she had American Girl ones when she was little, and when her grandma left her a bunch of clown dolls when she died), when they went up to Hillsborough, NH, to drop off my uncle (who was visiting), they went around to several different yard sales in the area buying dolls. When she went about putting them in the back of the truck to take them all home, though, she forgot to put the trailer hitch up, and while [...]
On Gizmodo, Mike Senese made extraordinary Ice Cubes Shaped Like Tiny Baby Heads, and in the Bronx I found these doll-head wine goblets (no, they are planters) at a botanic-garden gift shop.
"This is certainly a very interesting case indeed. I’ve never come across anything quite like it and although I’m sure the residents of Godolphin Close would provide very good homes for the figurines, we are keen to hear from anyone who may have had their own collection lost or stolen just in case we can assist in reuniting them." —Police are mystified by the person (?) responsible for the 14 carefully wrapped packages of bone-china figurines that appeared on neighborhood doorsteps with the note "please take care of me." (SIGTTCOTFOIGT … TTB?)
(Alternately: "Police probe mystery ornament fairy.")
"For some, a doll's house is no mere plaything but a way to create their fantasy home. Even if that means building a tiny bondage room." Truer words.