The Birth of Polly

As I was preparing for my first polymer clay artist retreat in the mountains of Colorado I figured, hey I don't have nearly enough to do packing, and preparing myself and my online auctions and sales ready for a one week break, I'll a life-size doll to take with me to mess with people.

I'm all about making new friends in a dignified, grownup manner. You never get a second chance to make a bad first impression... or something like that.

It made perfect sense to me to wait until I got there to stuff the body because there wasn't really room in the car for another "person". (And no I did not think far enough to what to do coming home...)

So after the 8 hour drive I frantically stuffed the body and sewed up the uh... crack. As I was concentrating on my proctological task the door to my shared room opened and a small group of artists took one look at me and that was it. To this day I don't think I have done anything to change that first impression

So Polly spent her first week at a polymer clay artists retreat in Colorado.

Both startling and comforting she sat in the corner not doing much but did manage to receive the gift of a wonderful necklace featuring the image of the late Jerry Garcia of Grateful Dead fame.

Several participants were startled upon spotting her sitting in the common room and not wanting to be rude tried to talk to her before realizing.