It’s been a while, but I’m back and it’s show and tell time, people! Here’s how it works: I’m going to talk to you about my new show “Shrouded Mirrors‚” and you – I mean YOU, are going to respond by commenting or emailing about your doll/art/doll art exploits. The most interesting/accomplished/just plain awesome of you will be featured in a future post. So respond, the power is yours!
Ok, I guess I’ll start with the ‚”Hey, cool, look what I can do a bit. As some of you know, I’m an artist, the dime-a-dozen painting-and-drawing type. But there is something that I do that is considered by some in my field as ‚”awesome” ‚”creepy” or ‚”umm…unique‚” As you’ve probably guessed by the tone of this blog, I make dolls.
It started as an exercise in grief after my great aunt died. She had been obsessed with dolls in a really weird way and after she passed I started to make them in rememberance of her. It was hard to do at first. I had to swallow my disgust because previously I had been more than a little creeped out by dolls. (probably because of my great aunt, but that is another story for another time.) Due to being the typical self-hating artist I muscled through the gag reflex and found out that I *gasp* liked making dolls. I found that there were things that I could say through dolls that I couldn’t say in any other media. An obsession was born.
And I have carried that obsession through to this latest show, “Shrouded Mirrors”, my second solo show at the Peacock Room lounge in Orlando Florida. This work is definitely my best to date and I am especially proud of the four crown jewels of the show: my recently completed ball-jointed dolls. The dolls are sculpted from imported stone-clay over a 4 month period and then finished with oil paints and powdered pigments. It took a lot of trial and error, the dolls that you see here are version 2.0, and I really feel happy with the outcome. As well as the dolls themselves, there are a few 2D pieces with doll themes. “She Sleeps with Eyes Open” is a drawing of Snow White as an unsleeping ball-jointed doll in a coffin full of apples. In “The Poetry of Rot” a doll head covered in twigs, poisonous mushrooms and creepy crawlies hurtles across the picture plane. There is also a subtle doll reference in “Jardin d’Hiver”, an oil painting on the theme of immaturity. A doll’s ball-jointed hand offers the main figure a tantalizing piece of forbidden fruit.
I hope that you have enjoyed this short tour of my cobwebed and doll-infested imagination. If you are in the Orlando Florida area, please come see “Shrouded Mirrors” at the Peacock Room. It will be up through Halloween.
I look forward to seeing your personal your offerings to the doll world!


Eventually, the old man demands a divorce from his greedy wife so that he can live in peace with Vanilla. Enraged, his wife kills him and orders Vanilla to bury his body in the garden. Vanilla obeys as she has been programmed to do. At this point, the reader almost feels betrayed by Vanilla for having followed her programming. But how can she help but betray, when she is only a doll, a smarty dressed automaton? The reader is left with some comfort, however; Vanilla confronts the wife about what she has done, asking “That was Master, wasn’t it?” sparking a jarring look of guilt on the face of the wife, a character that had, up until that point, been emotionally unburdened by her horrible actions .
In one scene, the main character, a boy named Irori is struggling in vain to please his parents by getting high marks in his sex class. He practices with a life-like dummy that appears like a modern day sex doll, a permanent smile plastered across its face. The only noticeable difference is the serial number pasted on its thigh, not unlike a modern CPR or crash test dummy might have. In the scene Irori struggles to have sex with the doll while politely calling it “Miss Patricia.” This scene develops Iorori’s character, demonstrating not only his complete lack of sexual interest, but also his innate kindness, unclouded by lust. He treats the human-shaped object, the sex doll, with the same courtesy he would treat a real person by giving it a respectable name; “Patricia-san”. One is also reminded that in our society we are accustomed to sexless dolls, neutered by toy companies to protects our children’s delicate sensibilities. (i.e. Barbie and Ken’s smoothed over genitals and blank-crotched baby dolls.) Mihara totally throws this expectation of ours on its head, showing us an extremely gendered doll (Miss Patricia) and a sexually castrated human being (Irori).
Mitsukazu Mihara’s works are often mislabeled as horror, due to her stark black-heavy page compositions, her Gothic Lolita styled characters, and her undeniably morbid plots. But her best works, including her seminal manga, “Doll” (briefly mentioned in my last post), and it’s precursor, “I. C. in a Sunflower”, are both excellent examples of science fiction. Science fiction is defined by its postulations about near future or far future societies by taking current science or technology to its ultimate extreme end. In both “Doll” and “I. C. in a Sunflower” Mihara takes our current society’s obsession with A.I. and human-shaped automatons to it’s logical conclusion, creating her “dolls” – meticulously coiffed and clothed mechanical servants to mankind.
As well as predating “Chobits” Mihara’s work transcends the idealized misogyny of Chobits (more on that later!
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Attack of the Palm-Sized Woman!
Sunday, September 20th, 2009So I took last week off to work on my up-coming art show. While taking a sadly brief tea-break among my half-finished doll limbs, I found myself pursuing a borrowed copy of “Hobby Japan” magazine. And that is where I found her.
Anime Figurine
There she was, in a full-page spread in the center of the magazine, sprawled on the ground with her legs in the air, wearing only socks and strategically placed bandages. Her blue hair was tousled and her eyes stared out from the page seductively. She had luscious curves for a girl of such short statue…and I do mean short, because she couldn’t have been more than three inches tall.
Another Anime Figurine
So who was my mystery girl? A painted resin figurine of Rei Ayanami from the Gainax anime “Neon Genesis Evangelion”. I was in love. Every bit of her was beautifully sculpted and finely painted. Even in the full page photograph her manufacturing seams were almost invisible. She was beautiful, a perfect example of the Japanese anime figurine.
Anime figurines come in many forms and sizes. They run the gamut, from tiny capsule toys to foot-tall works of art with price tags to match. They can be run-of-the-mill manufactured models or one-of-a-kind garage kits. But no matter their style, there are many common characteristics. All anime figurines are immobile, although they may have accessories that can be added or removed. Also, the vast majority of these figurines are depicting cute and/or sexy female characters. Any casual flip through “Hobby Japan” will tell you what the fan base desires: miniature robots and miniature girls.
The Comic Midori Days
The uniquely Asian fantasy of the miniature girl has always puzzled me. A related phenomena- a fetish for super-large women who destroy cities with one high-heeled footstep- has world-wide appeal as sci-fi cult films such as “Attack of the 50 Foot Woman” attest, but the miniature girl fetish seems to mostly exist in Asia. From anime such as “Midori Days” where a girl magically shrinks and becomes attached puppet -style to the right hand of the boy she has a crush on (wanking jokes ensue) to the slightly creepy wedding photography trend in Japan and Korea where the bride is shrunken to doll-size through the magic of photoshop, the tiny woman is a visible trend.
“But Beth!”, you may say, “You are reading too much into it! Some anime figurines are meant to be sexy, but there is no tiny- lady fetish involved! Besides, most figurines are just for fans who love the characters, there is no sexual element at all.”
Asuka (from Evangellion)
And I agree, to an extent. I used to collect anime figurines myself, just so I could have beautiful toys of all the characters I loved. But then I began to notice a few things- finding figurines depicting male characters was difficult, as the majority of figurines were of cute or sexy female characters. And while male figurines had limited detailing in areas that would not normally visible, female figurines were detailed everywhere. Even if the character’s undergarments were not visible from any normal perspective, they were still lovingly detailed so that the quality of the figurine was not diminished if you happened to be looking at it from an *ahem* unusual angle.
I realized then that these figurines, although made to stand on a shelf, had another, unspoken purpose. They were meant to be picked up, manipulated, and examined very closely, although their lack of joint articulation indicated that they were not meant for traditional play. These qualities are the same qualities that explain the appeal of the tiny woman fantasy- she can be manipulated because she is so tiny and she is unable to protect even her modesty from prying eyes due to her diminutive size. Although it is physically impossible to love her as a normal woman, it is this same caricature of fragility and tininess that gives men a feeling of control and vast superiority. ( The related fantasy of the giant woman is the same but reversed- she makes men feel dominated while also providing panty-shots best viewed through binoculars.) I’m sure that both of these fantasies say something about the psychology of those who possess them, and there may be cultural elements at work here as well.
"Creepy" Wedding Photography from Korea
These anime character figurines are not the first dolls created to cater to traditional male sexuality, nor are they the most blatant in this aspect. The Western cousin to the anime figurine, the super heroine action figure, also possesses a sexual aspect. She is designed to appeal to the American ideal of big boobs, small waist and “round thing in your face”, but she is different from anime figurines in a major way. Not confined to a pedestal and possessing of basic joint articulation, she is meant for imaginary a$$ kicking, not just eye candy, while the frozen nature of the anime figurine does not allow for traditional play of any kind, just for voyeurism.
So are anime figurines objectifying women? Certainly, but no more than other forms of soft pornography. The positives and negatives of these figurines come down to the pornography argument and what side of it’s fence you happen to fall on. But no one can deny that they have an appeal due to their likable characters, detailed paint jobs, and sensual poses. And there is the artistic element to consider as well. Many of these toys are very well designed with sculpts and paint jobs that put all but the very top-end American toys to shame. So despite the issues that “Feminist Beth” has with these toys, “Artistic Beth” is drawn to them for their craftsmanship and attention to detail. So as a female anime fan and toy lover, I’m conflicted. Do I love them? Do I hate them? Do I question myself to much?
But when it comes down to it, who would object to being seduced by a three-inch tall Rei Ayanami? Certainly not me.
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