Growing up I had only one doll, I called him Tony. He was my best friend in a world of little materials or possessions. I left Tony behind when my parents moved to the USA and I was gifted with many new toys. But my doll was my best toy.

I since then have left toys behind and have found a new meaning for dolls. They capture a time of innocence, a time of simple games. But they also have a mystery about them, a sense of the past, an almost eerie and scary feel of souls living in them, and this is what drew me to them when I first started to photograph dolls.

I now use my camera to capture the art of dolls. For more than ten years now they have lived in a box, no one has seen them, only I have found them as treasures. I would like to share these images with the rest of the doll enthusiasts and artists who can see what I see. My art evokes emotion and allows the viewer to go back into their own time of simple memories.

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