For the very first time I will be exhibiting at the IDEX Show in Orlando FL from Jan 27-30, 2011. I will be sharing a table with other artist members of the International Art Doll Registry.
I am bringing 4 of my art doll creations from 2010 and a brand new work to be finished this weekend! My latest piece is my interpretation of Wynken, Blynken and Nod. This nursery poem by Eugene Field has always been one of my favorites. As a mother of four sons, I really can relate to the little dutch boys in the trundle bed boat. My work is created upon an antique wooden dutch shoe, complete with sail and silver and gold nets for the herring fish. My three boys are clothed in knickers and are each individual and one of a kind. I can hardly wait to see it finished.
My other show pieces are from 2010, Mahalo Leilani, an island princess, Red Shoes, a little dutch girl with red shoes and red tulips, Keeping the Queen, my black queen with her blue dragon, and Miss Lavender, a spritely faerie. You can see images of all of these art dollls in the available section of this site. I'll be posting the final pictures of Wynken, Blynken and Nod just as soon as I make the final touches.
So, if you plan to attend the IDEX show, (and it is a good one!) please stop by booth 322 in the main convention hall and say "Hello'!
Best and Blessings,
Tae Alora
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Dutch Lullaby)
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe---
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!"
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea---
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish---
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam---
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 't was a dream they 'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea---
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
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