It's an eternal question, isn't it? Who am I? What am I doing here? What is my purpose? Allow me to wax philosophical and say that all those questions are bound up in my identity, and my identity is bound up in Jesus Christ. I am a child of God. Without Him, none of my successes as wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, teacher, writer, and artist would have been successes. They would simply have been attempts. Not everyone will agree with my summation. Consensus isn't necessary. Believing something doesn't necessarily make it truth. It is understood, however, that we will all know the truth eventually, one precious second after we leave this earth.
I am a work in progress, and my home is filled with them. Dolls, all in various stages of "remodeling" sit, stand, lie upon my desk. All stare at me (if their eyes have been painted in yet) and pester me with their silent urgings. And yet, I manage to ignore them many days because my job at the moment is to be the best wife, mother, and teacher that I can be. Our two children received their education outside the government run school system. My husband and I chose this particular route over ten years ago, and we have never regretted it. Having had two parents who were teachers with master's degrees, I never imagined that my children would be schooled at the kitchen table! Both children are sophomores in college now, so we have seen the success of our efforts. We don't always see our path before we walk it. Every step is a step of faith.
Aside from my spiritual walk, the most important thing there is to know about me is that I am a dedicated "dabbler". I flit from one project to another with rapidity. I usually have at least half a dozen projects going simultaneously. This is life as I know it. I sew. I knit. I write. I sculpt. I design jewelry. I design one of a kind dolls. I make miniatures. I designed this website. I paint. I sketch. The list is endless. For someone who yearns to have all her ducks neatly in a row, art is a poor choice of pastime. Art is messy. Art is chaotic. Artists are, on occasion, unbalanced. None of those things jive with my frequently unwelcome need for organization nor with my insatiable thirst for perfection. When my two personalities collide, my family runs for cover! It's not a pretty sight. But life goes on. And there is always tomorrow.
On a personal level, I'm in my 40's. "My" music is the rock and new wave from the early 80's. I still love the way Prince and Adam Ant dressed. If I thought I could get away with it, I'd dress like they did. I love cats; we have five. My favorite color is purple. This site is peppered with it. I'm half Japanese. I love sushi but not sashimi. My favorite scent is Hawaii. You think that that isn't a scent? I dare you to say that once you have stepped off a plane in Hawaii. I'm an island girl at heart. So, why are we in Colorado? Long story. Don't ask. Suffice it to say that I'd rather be in Hawaii. I collect dolls...mostly Barbie and other "small" dolls, but I do have a few of the larger dolls. I enjoy displaying my dolls in scenes rather than stiffly in their boxes. I began creating miniatures and 1/6 scale decor as a result of my love for scenes. I have a good friend who is also a collector, and she creates phenomenal scenes for her dolls!
I began customizing 11.5" dolls about 9 years ago. They were not repainted, only redressed and enhanced. I also created detailed fashions such as those seen in the movie Titanic. The second time I saw that movie, I sat in the back row with a book light and a sketch pad! Yeah, I'm nuts. That's part of my charm. I seriously began creating OOAK dolls about 5 years ago, but my friends will tell you that there is usually a 2 to 3 year wait for my creations. It isn't that I've got so many orders that I have a backlog. It is simply that I am SLOW. I prefer to say that I am meticulous, but that's MY story. Truthfully, I'm only slow when it comes to making dolls for my friends because I know that they will forgive me and love me anyway. When I am on a roll, I can really create. Give me a deadline, and I'm there, baby!
Well, if you're still with me, that's a little of my story, and you may now shake your head in bewilderment and click off into the technological wonderland called the world wide web. Hopefully, your interest was piqued sufficiently to keep you on the One Sixth Sense site for awhile longer. There is a lot to see here. If I've bored you beyond comprehension, accept my apologies. Thank you for stopping by. I hope you will visit my site again soon. Sayonara!