Doll Meet

Today, we met some new friends,

and became re-acquainted with some friends

from years ago.

No, not just the very little kind!

We went to a Doll Meet with wonderful local people

and their BJD companions.

We gathered around the table,

and took pictures and chatted.

Well, maybe we should at least do a group shot...

How about some individual close-ups?

More chatting....

and maybe the tree would be a good spot for photos....

What a good looking bunch!

And then, a moment of weirdness....

There had been a group at a child's birthday party

in the park near us.

Two girls came up and asked about our dolls.

I shared a bit, and off they went.

Later, another girl from the party came up to our table.

We shared a bit, and then I let her know that we were having

grown up time and it was time to go back to her family.

Before the party left for the afternoon,

a few more adults and children came up to our table

and asked us about the dolls.
By that time, we felt that our privacy

was being intruded upon.

It is a funny thing being an adult with an unusual hobby.
I sometimes get curious and interested comments from strangers

when I am alone, but my greatest judgment has been my fear of their

judgment of me.

Sitting around a park table, our greatest judgment

was not our fear of what others thought of us,

but the annoyance that strangers felt comfortable

coming into our space to ask about our dolls.

After all, we did not go ask them about their birthday party..

But, it was fun talking to others to have the same interests

and who were willing to chat about everything from mellowing resin

to the experience of  having people cross a personal sense of space
to express a curiosity in what we were doing.

We hope to do it again soon!