Karly Perez

Dolls as an art form has a unique allure. When finished, they provide not only a piece that is visually stimulating, they can also morph into a type of companion.

Each one, from their conceptual inception within my encephalon to the last finished stitch of their dress, has a distinct personality and voice that they seem to create on their own. When they pass from my hand to another, their spirit can morph and grow to match the needs and desires of that who owns them.
I love making them, but I also have the compulsion that they must be made. It's as if there are incorporeal entities that cry for a physical form, and it is my ear they speak to.