A couple weeks ago I was shopping for a glass cylinder-type vase into which I was going to transfer the core sample from the Beuys Mound. I went to several florists without any luck finding one. However, I found something else of interest and made a mental note to return.
I asked the elderly woman if it would be alright to photograph her dolls. I was prepared to be turned down. Instead, she was tickled pink, although her daughter had some questions about my intentions with the photos.
There's a story associated that would be colored by my disposition toward a sore tooth, yet I am content to merely post some photos, grateful.