Yvonne transfigured 2

"In response to her words, almost physical heaviness is weighing upon the world, making trees whine and raindrops break on the ground like small heavy stones. I am feeling something huge above my head, something hidden behind the clouds. Its shadow is covering the whole sky, it is impossible to identify even the outlines. I can hear it, this sound at the same time resembling a buzz of wasp swarm, a pig’s hungry champing, a bones crunch under the wolves’ teeth and a baby's crying. There are primitive sounds, the sounds of the flesh, which cannot be confused. Lightnings are starting to be born in the storm clouds. Their flashes for short moments are transforming the world into monochrome images. In their dazzling light I can see Yvonne. No, it is not she! I cannot understand where she is, and where the charred trunk of the tree is. Her skin is the furrowed bark, her hair is the withered stalks of grass and gnarled hands with long fingers are withered branches. Only her eyes burning with implacable fire and her imperious voice remained from the former Yvonne."

The idea to create (design) the Doll is based on the story “Autumn” by Maxim Vlasov. 
From the history of creation: this doll was conceived as an answer to the traditional doll "Autumn", which you can see at every exhibition in several copies. It is red-haired, in red clothes, wearing a wreath of autumn leaves and mountain ash. Our idea of autumn, as wilting, dying, and imminent death, was originally invented by Max. After it my visual image came right in time, and then appeared his story. We were moving in the same direction, and thought about the same character, and yet our Yvonne(s) are a little different.

Height: ~42 cm (16 in.)

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