I started this poor guy sometime in late 2007. I think he might be one of the last paper clay dolls I made, which is really scary... My wrist is still annoying me, but not making these dolls is annoying me more. I have so many of them inside my head right now, that I could spend a month sculpting and painting and sewing and still not have all of them in front of me.
Not sure what this one is named yet. I keep thinking Jasper might be it, but I haven't decided. He might be going up for sale on Etsy... But I haven't decided that for sure, either.