Amos and Wulfric, on becoming friends.
Let me finally introduce you to these sweet creatures, who have been patiently waiting for rolls of wool, tiny stitches made with endless love, and the soft words I speak to them as I create them. My two beautiful boys: Amos and Wulfric.
Truth be told, if memory serves me well [and in this day and age we just cannot trust one’s own memory for nothing, phones and google calendar have ruined us] I believe I started them before the Spring. I do remember well the day I rolled the wool that was to become their heads. I had a long list of things I wanted to accomplish that week, but these two boys were beckoning my hands so hard.
Little did we know that they were going to be set aside, we were just not in the right mood to beckon the “boyish” spirit I like to imbue my boy dolls with. We needed to read a book or two, listen to lots of music, travel all through Europe, spend time by the choppy waters of Lake Superior, and really yearn for them.
When I got back, months later, I was ready. Ready to summon them from the wool batting. Ready to sculpt those faces and lose myself in the most amazing creative process I have ever encountered: doll making. Days and more days went by and I did not lose sleep, nor the steady heart I needed to see them being born.
They are here. And I am so happy. Really and truly pleased to finally see them here.
I made a little video with their short story, and I will link to that at the end of this post, but first let me tell you a little about their personalities. Let’s start with the little one right above this, Wulfric. My wild child.
Wulfric is the youngest of the two, his face and expression is pure kindness. I believe him to be completely enamoured by nature, our garden knows no secret for Wulfric. He inspects every corner, looks under every hole, has climbed every tree stump, and sampled plenty of fruit and even a few flowers. He is the most loveable doll I have made in a while, and I will not lie, I am madly in love with him. He is precious to me.
Amos, my curly-haired child, is the most shy. They have similar personalities but Amos is more withdrawn and more observing. He is also quieter. They are equally gentle beings, longing to have friends to play with, but with immensely joyous inner lives as well.
By seeing them now both, before my very eyes, I can see I have turned another corner in my doll making journey. It is not so much the level of firm stuffing, or the gentle smiles, not even the clothes or the dolls’ personalities. It is something very hard for me to describe, but I certainly feel it. These two dolls are so alive, they just beckon to play and amazingly enough, they touch a very deep part of my heart. Very deep part of my heart.
A quiet corner that I have perhaps neglected.
They have stirred thoughts and like all my dolls, have bestowed me with woolen hugs full of trust. Not certainty. Just trust. Trust that the path lying ahead is perilous [needles pay no attention, bobbins can be evil gadgets, fabric sometimes behaves with a life of their own] but it is also peaceful.
Storms will come, we will weather them. We will arrive at safe ports, surrounded by bolts of fabric and skeins of wool. Then we will set sail again in the creation of another cloth being and we will start all over again.
Doll making is indeed a journey. Every few years you arrive at certain destinations, not knowing you were even steering the boat in that direction, but you get there and you are welcomed and you are fed, and you feel an indescribable sense of achievement and joy.
The only thing left for you to do is to share that feeling with others, because it is much too big to contain it.
Much too precious to keep it.
Much too sacred to store it.
So here they are. I hope you love them.
Amos and Wulfric are both made with my figlette pattern, with a few minor adaptations this time around. They are of petite construction, but have beautifully round tiny bellies, bony knees, round bums and all that jazz. They measure 18” tall and are firmly stuffed with wool. Their faces were sculpted entirely out of wool and their skin is Dutch skin fabric, made especially for doll making.
Amos has curly Suri Alpaca locks, sewn into wefts and then sewn to a mohair cap, all by hand. His hair is wild, precious and full of life. It needs to be finger-styled to not lose the curls. Wulfric also has alpaca hair, sewn into wefts and then sewn also to a mohair cap, all by hand. Wulfric hair is wild as it can be but it is so fun to play with. You can brush it and style it with gentle care.
Wulfric wears an organic jersey tshirt in mustard with white stripes, with brown cotton ribbing on sleeves and sport collar; closes at back with two sewn-in snaps. His green and yellow overalls are made with repurposed lambswool knit, they close with straps and handmade button loops. Wulfric chose a little yellow start to adorn the overalls front pocket. All my boys request pockets, that’s for sure.
He has white cotton underpants and cashmere red socks. He also wears a hand knitted hooded cape, made with hand-dyed yarn [Madeline Toshmerino]. The hood helps to keep his wild hair in check.
Wulfric has a pair of tall matching boots made with italian felted merino, lined with repurposed jersey. All his clothes are soft and extremely warm. We know the season is upon us and we dressed him accordingly. He can spend endless hours outside and not get cold. He might get hungry, so we advise putting a hefty sandwich in his front pocket, if you are going to send him out to play.
Amos wears an organic blue stripe terry tshirt with repurposed knit on the cuffs and shawl collar; it closes on back with sewn-in snaps. His extra large front pocket keeps a token of friendship for his new best friend.
Amos has a pair of dark “jodhpurs” made with repurposed italian cashmere/merino blend, knit waist with ties and wooden beads. His pants are very lose and comfy.
He also wears lambswool socks [he always tucks his pants inside his socks, so no sneaky ticks get inside] and cotton underpants.
Amos has a matching set of red boots and hooded cape made in cashmere. The cape is lined with organic wool fabric and closes with a metal sewn-in snap. He can wear it on the red side or the grey side, to suit his mood. He mostly likes to wear it on the red side.
His boots have brown soles and are lined with jersey.
If you are so kind as to offer to bring one of these boys home, please enter your details in the form below. Their individual price is $1250 USD plus postage ($30 USA, $50 Canada. International needs a revised quote based on shipping preference). We will choose a person at random to purchase each doll. You can enter for one, or for both. If you are chosen for both and you wish to decline the purchase of one of them, that is entirely ok. We will re-draw another name for the second doll. But please only enter your details if you are personally interested in bringing one of them home, not on behalf of someone else. Both Amos and Wulfric will patiently wait here, until Wednesday September 26 at 3 PM EST. Paypal invoice is due upon receipt.
These are art dolls, with many small parts that can pose choking hazards. We recommend them as toys for the child 10 to 100-years-old. Care instructions are emailed upon shipment. Any questions feel free to let me know.
UPDATE - - -
Amos and Wulfric have both found the homes they were seeking. We are very happy to be sending them to their corresponding homes soon. Thank you so much to everybody that offered a loving home to this pair. Stay tuned for more next dollies next month. xo Fabs
And last but not least, here is the little story I made for them, this time in video form. I normally don’t share the Patreon doll stories here with you, but these two are a bit too much, so I just have to.
As always, thank you so much for coming to read about my dolls, for cheering me on as I work on them, and for all your lovely words of encouragement. This October it will be ten years of doll making for these little hands. I can hardly believe it. It has been such a beatiful path to walk with all of you by my side.
Thank you. And don’t forget to check back on Wednesday. May the lucky stars shine upon you. See you soon.