I stumbled across this dollhouse today. It is the epitome of patination. I’ve written many times about honest distressing that tells a story. This piece tells us layers and layers of stories. You can see where furniture has rubbed walls and scraped floors. You can picture dolls “walking” up and down the stairs. The owner’s name is scribed across the back. I could loose myself in here.
I found this posted Anonymous Works, one of my regular haunts.