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RUSSIAN SCULPTURE I came across these crocheted figures by Russian artist Yulia Ustinova.......It was hard to choose which ones to post, she is very clever and prolific..... |
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An amazing and creative talent for sure!!!
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I was curious as to the size of the sculptures, and whether they were solid crochet or stuffed. I was going to ask, but just went and read about her and her work. Very interesting and unique craft that she has developed. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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I was curious as to the size of the sculptures, and whether they were solid crochet or stuffed. I was going to ask, but just went and read about her and her work. Very interesting and unique craft that she has developed. A few days ago, I came across, in my crochet stuff, a doll I had started to crochet 3 years ago when another friend died.......I started the "Vasselisa Doll" I just had 1 leg to go.......You see, my friend had Russian heritage and just 2 years before she died, she finally got her trip to Russia.......and she told me about the tradition of the Vasselisa Doll. It's a doll that is small enough to fit in a pocket. Mothers make them for their daughters when they leave home....sometimes the same dolls are passed on for generations.........So I had decided to crochet my friend one of those dolls, but, alas, she died before it was done.....which she, generous soul that she was, said was the perfect metaphor for her sudden departure.........So, that's when I came across these sculptures........
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Sometimes, the tragedies in life seem almost too much to bear, and this family seems to have more than their share of them. Somehow, we get through it all, one foot in front of the other, one hour and one day at a time. My condolences (and please don't be offended, my prayers also) to that family and to you as you share in their grief. Something handmade can be the most thoughtful gift. One of the residents of the nursing home where I worked when Joe and I was married gave me a small crocheted doily that she made as a wedding gift. No other gift that we received was as precious to me. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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Sometimes, the tragedies in life seem almost too much to bear, and this family seems to have more than their share of them. Somehow, we get through it all, one foot in front of the other, one hour and one day at a time. My condolences (and please don't be offended, my prayers also) to that family and to you as you share in their grief. Something handmade can be the most thoughtful gift. One of the residents of the nursing home where I worked when Joe and I was married gave me a small crocheted doily that she made as a wedding gift. No other gift that we received was as precious to me.
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