Dollhouse Therapy

♪♪♪ It’s a small world, after all ♪♪♪

Writing has always been my go-to when I’m stressed, anxious, depressed, or can’t sleep.

But ever since Covid, I have been plagued with writer’s block, and so far, there doesn’t seem to be any end in sight.

The only okay thing about Covid was that I found my panacea for avoiding the real world by creating a make-believe, kinder, gentler, miniature version.

During Covid lockdown, dollhouses and all things 1:12 scale became an obsession—and my security blanket.

Art indeed helped me to imitate life—just a shrunken version.

Starting on March 6, 2020, I self-sequestered myself in my house—for over 55 weeks.

As a control freak, being stuck in a situation that was entirely out of my control was an impossible adjustment.

I desperately needed a distraction from the reality of my new pandemic life, and during that time, I felt like nothing was in my control except the family dollhouse, which I named Blind Brook.

That dollhouse saved me during the Covid-19 lockdown and beyond.

And okay, I will admit it…I’m now hooked on all things 1:12 scale, meaning that 1 inch = 12 inches.

For example, if you measure the ceiling in your house and it’s 10 feet, it would be 10 inches in a dollhouse. 1:12 scale is the most common for children’s dollhouses—except Barbie-size, which is 1:6 scale.

I know, too much dollhouse information. But the point is, I went bat sh*t small scale crazy.

Anyway, it all started with BLIND BROOK.