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Friday, May 17, 2013

Some of My 'Children'

I do love old dolls, and I do have a few of them. The dolls pictured below dwell throughout my house and I am happy to share some of them today.

 Three lovely porcelains in a buggy in the entry hall.

 My Emma sits on the little marble table top of our dining room pier glass. This doll is a very old one, circa 1820's. She is known as a milliner's model. Her forearms and lower legs are made of wood. Her head and bust are maché which, incidentally, was a liquid material poured into moulds.


I found Faith in Waynesville, Ohio at Olde Glory, a beautiful shop owned by Bea Sparrow. Faith is holding a Jennifer/Norma Schneeman doggy, found at the same shop. The old baby photo is of my dear father, the late Joseph Warren Pedersen. Also pictured is Daddy at around age 4. The little girl pictured is my Grandmother at age 7, not Daddy's mother, but Mother's mother. She was Agnes Verniece Bird Nelson.


Hannah is my very first maché head doll. Below you can see her sitting in a Civil War era rocking chair in our dining room.


Hattie and Maggie are both maché head pre-Greiner dolls. Little Maggie is a doll's doll. They sit in our dining room in this beautiful Renaissance Revival chair. Maggie is an antique doll. Hattie is one that I made.

Below are Hope and Amy, two maché head dolls that I enjoy as they sit prettily in our entry hall.


I found Jenny, pictured below, at an antiques mall for a ridiculously low price. Her forearms and her legs were not attached and she is missing a tooth. I did what I could to repair the limbs and to put something on her until I will have the time to make her something prettier to wear. I pretend she is seven years old and lost that tooth, and that she is thrilled at what the tooth fairy has brought her.

The following bevy of cloth dolls are dear to my  heart. The large one was found at Olde Glory. It is not an antique. The one in the light blue plaid was made by the amazing Pam Haber of Ghost Island Primitives. The one in black is a very old doll that I bought at A Simple Life show in Tennessee at The Museum of Appalachia in the fall of 2012. The other doll also procured at the same show is hand made by a lovely doll artist from Tennessee, but alas, I do not have her name. She did not sign it. The dress is made from very old fabric.

Ah Prue, my dear little peg-wooden that I made long ago and named Prudence Jane Plumb. Little Prue resides in our entry hall on my precious, small Eastlake desk.

Pretty Rebecca also resides in the entry hall across from the Eastlake desk. She was found at Stars & Splendid Antiques Mall in Portland, Oregon back in 2009 in a plastic bag, all parts unassembled. I put her back together and dressed her in a modest but beautiful dress made by the wonderful doll maker, Kathy Patterson of Babes From the Woods. I apologize for failing to get a full length picture of the dress. I promise, I will one-of-these-days.

Lastly shown, also in the entry  hall, is my Queen Anne doll named Tess. Tess is my little movie star, for you see, two of this doll were bought by Warner Brothers for the delightful film, Felicity. My dolls are featured in the scene in the town store, as the two little actresses talk to one another.  My Tess below is obviously overseeing the dolls in the entry hall.


  1. How wonderful to meet all your lovely dolls...I like naming my dolls too,but of course...I have none as wonderful as yours...still I love them. Thank you for sharing your dolls. I just may need to come back for another visit to see them again:)

  2. Hello Christine,
    I am so glad to have read this post and seen your lovely dolls! You do have quite a large collection. Each one is so wonderful. It is nice that they all have their special places. What a joy for you!
    Thank you so much for sharing these treasures.

  3. Oh Christine, my heart is racing racing racing! Can I come over and play dolls with you? I adore your collection. One can never have enough dollies!!!!
    Thanks for sharing your lovely dolls and home.
    Miss ya,