Juni was my second doll. She is of rubbery plastic, just the right size for a small fist and went everywhere with me. There I am aged two on the beach in a blue nylon smocked swimsuit clutching her and squinting at the camera. I do not remember her ever having clothes, just painted on shoes and socks, though I once knitted her an emerald green dress with no fastenings. Her expression is more angry than I have captured.
Monday, 22 February 2010
Twenty Drawings ; Juni
Juni was my second doll. She is of rubbery plastic, just the right size for a small fist and went everywhere with me. There I am aged two on the beach in a blue nylon smocked swimsuit clutching her and squinting at the camera. I do not remember her ever having clothes, just painted on shoes and socks, though I once knitted her an emerald green dress with no fastenings. Her expression is more angry than I have captured.
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