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"The Intruders"

15x30 - oil on canvas

I love dollhouses. I never had one growing up. Well I made one out of shoe boxes once. 

It wasnt the elegant fantasy I wanted, but why ruin my sense of reality right?

Being the hermit I am, my home is my castle. I spend most my time inside, and a lot of time in my head.

With this girl, I seen a crown that looked like a Victorian dollhouse. 

Her home is haunted with unwanted guest, that she dosent know how to be rid of.

I spent some time deciding whether too give her tears or not. 

Shes sad, but in a way she is used to them being there.