Her dress was made from scraps leftover from a quilt. I'm not sure if she was upset about hand-me-down clothes, but when it came to drawing her face, she sulked.
There are days she reminds me that life can't possibly be as bad as she makes it out to be.
Of course, on other days, I think she might be right and we should go sulk in a corner together.
Cotton fabric, polyester batting, bead joints, pen-and-ink face, braided embroidery thread for the hair.
