So i found myself slowly falling into depression because of this virtually infinite wait. And decided to do something. Anything. Why not a doll.
Who cares you don't have your tools, materials, paints... And the only thing you took with you is a cross-stitch kit.
I went to Michaels and bought a pack of paperclay, a brush. And... nothing else.
Then took my son's old T-shirt, manicure scissors... And started creating.
Now Nadia is ready: paperclay head, arms and legs, moving joints, cloth embroidered body.
The body is dyed with tea. Face is painted with tea. Hair is from embroidery strand from that cross-stitch kit.
Her name in russian means 'hope'.

So here is she. A child of exile. A cure for the depression. A hope to get home.


