We drove up to the high mountains northeast of Asheville this morning to spend the day with our friends K and B. Their studio and house are a festival of wonderful things, and I drew some of them while we were lounging around eating an indoor picnic on the floor, talking, doing a couple of jigsaw puzzles they had made years ago for their kids, hiking from the studio to the house, talking a bunch more, looking at interesting things, adding to each other's necessary movies and books lists. On the left above is a turmeric root, looking to me like a map of a small country, and some fresh ginger root.
From the left above are one of K's small fuzzy animal dolls, old and velveteen- rabbity, with a sweet small pearl circlet around one ear; a small floppy china doll with cloth limbs and partially clothed body that belonged to K as a child; another cloth and china doll dressed in a homemade sack dress; a very large desiccated beetle from a tiny drawer in one of K's cabinets of curiosities; a net-like seed pod on the order of a Japanese lantern but shaped more like a sea creature.
These last two are two views of K's great-grandmother's small Hessian doll (maybe 5" tall), made of tin and cloth and with a large hat- bow on its head. The loops of the bow are stuffed with ancient yellowed newspaper, apparently for the purpose of preventing it from flopping down. K and B's collection rivals the Frederick Mares museum in Barcelona, which is one of my favorite places on earth.