Theme:
Transformations
"As
she turns towards me, her hands no longer seem familiar;
her face, once recognizable, now unexpected;
her aura, a palette of changed colors,
I want to share, but can't all at once.
She is transforming, before my eyes, as if I wished it to happen,
for whatever reason -- fun, mundane or sinister -- I'm not sure.
But as she moves and evolves, a special insight occurs to me,
so I name her... "
Sponsors:
Land
of Odds
Be Dazzled Beads
The Center for Beadwork
& Jewelry Arts
The
Open Window Gallery
Click on
each artist's name
to see their gallery of doll images and read their
story.
Evaluate their beaded art dolls, in terms
of
1.
INSIGHT:
The Bead Artist’s inner awareness and powers of
self-expression through sculptural beadwork
2. TECHNIQUE(S):
Creativity of the artist in using various
beading stitches, as well as creating the doll's form.
3. VISUAL APPEAL:
The overall visual appeal of the doll.
4.
QUALITY OF WRITTEN STORY:
How well the written short story enhances
an appreciation of the Beaded Art Doll.
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About the contest...
This year's (2009) contest rules are found here.
Share your reactions, opinions and thoughts
about
our Beaded Art Doll entries,
or about the Contest as a whole, on our blog.
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Scroll
down for short synopses about each Doll.
CLICK
the Doll's name to be taken to her special page, with many images,
her full story, descriptions of materials, construction and techniques
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This
year, we did not receive many entries. The Judges felt that there
were not enough entries which met their criteria to hold a contest.
Two
of the entries, however, were awarded Judges Honors with a $200.00
prize.
These
two doll artists' works are presented here. |
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CRYSTAL
RECTOR
from Lomita, California
“Emergence”
"A
mermaid: most comfortable in the deepest corners of the sea. Alone in
a darkness of her own creation, she has lured countless unwitting sailors
to their deaths in her desire for companionship, again and again feeling
the loss of them as they lie silently in her arms. Always seeking the
shadows, singing her ancient song of desire and despair, weeping silent
salt tears that are lost and carried away on slow tides to the farthese
shores of the ocean. How she got down here, she cannot remember...it
happened so slowly, so subtly that she didn't notice until it was far
too late.”
[Story
continues...
with more images, details]
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Yvette
M. Lowry
from Dickinson, Texas
“Meredith”
"We
have known each other for eons; from a time when we were both free spirits
unbound by worldly concerns. We called each other "friend"
but we were more than that; as friends often are we were rivals as well.
Our differences ran deep. When it came time to choose domains I chose
to dewell on land, while she took the sea as her realm. Living in separate
worlds meant we rarely saw each other. That being said, we still cross
paths from time to time -- as if some divine providence has a hand in
our lives."
[Story
continues...
with more images, details
and voting form ]
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