I was invited to be part of a show in LA where artists were asked to reinterpret the paper doll. I conveniently added toilet to the beginning of that title.
There are random memories we all carry with us into adult hood. For me, knitted and crocheted toilet paper roll holders are one of them . I would see different interpretations of these (as well as wine bottle covers and tissue cozies) at the church bazaar when I was a kid. It was kind of disturbing to see a doll being morphed and used for something other than playing or pretending. Later on in my childhood, I was obsessed with “Nightmare on Elm Street” and watched every single one, even if that meant I slept clinched to my dad for a week. So I found great joy and delight by intersecting these two memories of my childhood that both brought me nightmares. Would love to hear what you think!
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