A post of my love for our baby Eddie..)
I have many, many, maaaaaany photos of our boys - beautiful, staged, in the mountains, in caves, over the sea, in their house, everywhere!
But there is a special category of photos that I love so much - not always clear, not always good in terms of lighting, but always very warm - photos of my Eddie in my hands ❤️🩹😌
Sometimes we are going somewhere, and there is no time at all, and I put this boy into sneakers and I grumble that his joints-hinges are spinning... And he lies so beautiful in my fingers, and I spit on time and take a camera and take a few shots. To catch the moment to admire it later..)
I think not a lot of people does know that our boys are not just dolls or figures for a collection and content.
They are a huge, incomprehensible, interworld anchor operating on some kind of magic - to reach out for my boys in their world.
I remember this moment - February 2019, we are going from a newly acquired house by the sea to a big city for a Lord of the Lost concert. I have recently written my work "Spring" about Eddie's dark days, I am writing "Post-Spring" about his healing, I am head over heels in love with my Eddie-boy and more, I'm going through his dark times with him, but not only that, I hear pieces of his stories, and I feel him constantly, this is a huge new world for me and the range of my emotions is new and amazing. I am in the bathroom packing something for a trip and I feel so sad. I have my texts and I have Nivalis' drawings, but I can't touch them. They are not always nearby. And I have been living and communicating with dolls for a long time, a very long time. And I have been thinking about the doll of my Eddie for a long time, but the only master to whom I would trust the creation of Eddie's doll face without hesitation does not take orders. I have already checked. And I feel this longing from the other side, and I repeat in my head - I just need to reach out to you somehow through the unraveling fabric of reality, find a way to touch your fingers, straighten your bangs, touch you - and I will never let you go.
And half a month later, on the way home, back to the sea, I see a post from that doll master about opening orders for a new body type - skinny, with long legs, with a slightly hunched back, with a charming skinny belly and no ten cubes of abs 😆 And the ability to customize the face.
I keep my promise, as you can see, I don’t have to strain myself for this)
I touch the fingers, straighten the bangs, put on my boy his sneakers, grumbling at the disobedient joints-hinges, take pictures. I give him back to black clawed paws, which always grab tightly and often do not let go - can't get the boy, Vee is catching him on with a claw and I can not take him away from the symbiote)) I'm keeping both of them, Eddie and Vee, my happy ones, close by. I love them endlessly.