Baby dolls have always freaked me out. I tend to lose a few heartbeats when, at 2 am, the silence is broken by a "momma" coming from a lone doll in my daughters room. Yeah, I can imagine the silhouette of a doll floating in the middle of the room. A few years ago I found an old, beat baby doll. I decided to take a few photographs of the doll in an attempt to capture the creepy feeling the doll put out. I took the photo and altered it a bit to push up the erie feeling.
Having left the image on my screen, my son saw it and kicked out a drawing born of fear. My son presented his rendering to me a few days later. He sternly looked at me and said "boken eye, daddy!". I was unnerved at this disturbing image forgetting the images I had left on display earlier that week. "Great! My kid is seein' dead people". I then took his sketch and sent it to "vectorville".
The flow was cool. Somebody's trash gets captured on film to be altered by me. Then the alteration was reinterpreted as a sketch by a three year old. And then reworked in Illustrator. BrokenEye has recently been fleshed out in Super Sculpey and will, hopefully, be cast and produced in mass. Our goal is to put a few "blank" brokenEyes out among the general populace to be re-stee'd.
© 2007 james cornette