I have a love hate relationship with clowns and clowning, and I used to be one. Clowns can be a snarky bunch. Kids can be mean to clowns. Maybe I'm channeling my inner clown angst, because my current doll really really wanted to be a clown. Far be it from me to ignore what a doll insists it wants to be. This photo shows how far I got yesterday. Then today I didn't feel like working on dolls at all. I think I'll take a nap and then see how I feel. Maybe I'll work on it tonight while the opening for the Olympics is on.