This is Mia... a little doll you might have recognized from earlier this year, posing among other dolls at the exhibition held in spring in Budapest.
Since then, I had preciously kept her for me, my sweet little princess... in fear she might go away too soon....and yet...
Since then, I had preciously kept her for me, my sweet little princess... in fear she might go away too soon....and yet...
Oh why did you have to leave, little doll?! I so much wish mine you still be and that I had, at least, had you pictured with real sunlight for a decent photography!
For this is the path of dolls to find a new home where to belong...
still, while sorting not so good, not so clear pictures of her, and having bitter- sweet afterthoughts, I strongly hope she is doing well at her new place, and gets the love and attention she was given into her making.
That if my broken heart has to disturb my soul, my thoughts, with anguish should not be.
still, while sorting not so good, not so clear pictures of her, and having bitter- sweet afterthoughts, I strongly hope she is doing well at her new place, and gets the love and attention she was given into her making.
That if my broken heart has to disturb my soul, my thoughts, with anguish should not be.