Whispers of Her World: She Who Loves Licorice

She Who Loves Licorice

 She's made of polymer clay, stitched fabric, and hand embroidery, but really, she's made of something less tangible: a deep affection for the peculiar, and a fondness for things most others wrinkle their noses at, licorice. It  has to be Australian or Pontefract and rich, black, and bitterseweet-seemed a perfect emblem for her. 

She's the kind of doll who hoards feathers, and stones, and a notebook full of overheard dreams and words that bounce around the mind full of magic potential.

Creating her was less like crafting and more like uncovering. Every Stitch a whisper of her world.

If you find yourself in Yellow Springs, Ohio you can meet her in person sitting quietly on the fireplace mantle  at The Winds Cafe. 

Be warned your words may be added to her notebook.

PS: Yes I LOVE licorice to the point I have to be careful not to overdose. This may seem like hyperbole but yes I did go to a doctor for an issue and yes I was eating too much licorice. 

Beware of the dark side of licorice.