Lunarin

Part of the Dementia Dolls series, featuring some dolls put outside for the pleasure.

They are dolls that were handmade some months, years ago. They are old and rejected.

The dementia dolls give me a feeling of old rituals, like being reminded of something ancient and buried-but also new and just born? Something beautiful, but hidden, a thing that should be buried in a grave, but has emerged to climb the trees. Strange. Spooky. Like a memory that never goes away, always looking down upon you.