Meav at the River
Photo taken by Alldolledupwithdoller626’s mother
Doll belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Meav at the River

Photo taken by Alldolledupwithdoller626’s mother

Doll belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Apologies

I know I had stated I was going to post one photo a day, well…..life happened….I got engaged, I moved, and now….I’m “borrowing internet from a free wifi place nearby….GAHHHHHHHHH So….who missed me?

Doraemon is everyones friend!

Photo by: Alldolledupwithdoller626
Figure/comics belong to: Alldolledupwithdoller626
Photo taken using: instagram

Doraemon is everyones friend!

Photo by: Alldolledupwithdoller626 Figure/comics belong to: Alldolledupwithdoller626 Photo taken using: instagram

Meav
Belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Meav Belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Martian and Meav snuggling
Dolls belong tp Alldolledupwithdoller626

Martian and Meav snuggling Dolls belong tp Alldolledupwithdoller626

In going to start posting one photo of my dolls a day. They may not be new photos but it’ll be one photo a day!

Meav through out her first year home <3

Faceup’s 2 and three by Biff on DOA

Meav belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Show me how your dolls progressed over time?

Lorelei tried on a new wig and eyes today.

Lorelei Blaine Feng belongs to Alldolledupwithdoller626

Photo by Alldolledupwithdoller626

What companies make the best pupil-less eyes? Do you own any pupil-less eyes? Show me your pictures?



Tweenbots by Kacie Kinzer:
Given their extreme vulnerability, the vastness of city space, the dangers posed by traffic, suspicion of terrorism, and the possibility that no one would be interested in helping a lost little robot, I initially conceived the Tweenbots as disposable creatures which were more likely to struggle and die in the city than to reach their destination. Because I built them with minimal technology, I had no way of tracking the Tweenbot’s progress, and so I set out on the first test with a video camera hidden in my purse. I placed the Tweenbot down on the sidewalk, and walked far enough away that I would not be observed as the Tweenbot––a smiling 10-inch tall cardboard missionary––bumped along towards his inevitable fate.
The results were unexpected. Over the course of the following months, throughout numerous missions, the Tweenbots were successful in rolling from their start point to their far-away destination assisted only by strangers. Every time the robot got caught under a park bench, ground futilely against a curb, or became trapped in a pothole, some passerby would always rescue it and send it toward its goal. Never once was a Tweenbot lost or damaged. Often, people would ignore the instructions to aim the Tweenbot in the “right” direction, if that direction meant sending the robot into a perilous situation. One man turned the robot back in the direction from which it had just come, saying out loud to the Tweenbot, “You can’t go that way, it’s toward the road.”
The Tweenbot’s unexpected presence in the city created an unfolding narrative that spoke not simply to the vastness of city space and to the journey of a human-assisted robot, but also to the power of a simple technological object to create a complex network powered by human intelligence and asynchronous interactions. But of more interest to me, was the fact that this ad-hoc crowdsourcing was driven primarily by human empathy for an anthropomorphized object. The journey the Tweenbots take each time they are released in the city becomes a story of people’s willingness to engage with a creature that mirrors human characteristics of vulnerability, of being lost, and of having intention without the means of achieving its goal alone. As each encounter with a helpful pedestrian takes the robot one step closer to attaining it’s destination, the significance of our random discoveries and individual actions accumulates into a story about a vast space made small by an even smaller robot.

Tweenbots by Kacie Kinzer:

Given their extreme vulnerability, the vastness of city space, the dangers posed by traffic, suspicion of terrorism, and the possibility that no one would be interested in helping a lost little robot, I initially conceived the Tweenbots as disposable creatures which were more likely to struggle and die in the city than to reach their destination. Because I built them with minimal technology, I had no way of tracking the Tweenbot’s progress, and so I set out on the first test with a video camera hidden in my purse. I placed the Tweenbot down on the sidewalk, and walked far enough away that I would not be observed as the Tweenbot––a smiling 10-inch tall cardboard missionary––bumped along towards his inevitable fate.

The results were unexpected. Over the course of the following months, throughout numerous missions, the Tweenbots were successful in rolling from their start point to their far-away destination assisted only by strangers. Every time the robot got caught under a park bench, ground futilely against a curb, or became trapped in a pothole, some passerby would always rescue it and send it toward its goal. Never once was a Tweenbot lost or damaged. Often, people would ignore the instructions to aim the Tweenbot in the “right” direction, if that direction meant sending the robot into a perilous situation. One man turned the robot back in the direction from which it had just come, saying out loud to the Tweenbot, “You can’t go that way, it’s toward the road.”

The Tweenbot’s unexpected presence in the city created an unfolding narrative that spoke not simply to the vastness of city space and to the journey of a human-assisted robot, but also to the power of a simple technological object to create a complex network powered by human intelligence and asynchronous interactions. But of more interest to me, was the fact that this ad-hoc crowdsourcing was driven primarily by human empathy for an anthropomorphized object. The journey the Tweenbots take each time they are released in the city becomes a story of people’s willingness to engage with a creature that mirrors human characteristics of vulnerability, of being lost, and of having intention without the means of achieving its goal alone. As each encounter with a helpful pedestrian takes the robot one step closer to attaining it’s destination, the significance of our random discoveries and individual actions accumulates into a story about a vast space made small by an even smaller robot.

Winning

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Step 5: Make sure other people see your screen.

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smazmine:

kingdomboy21:

My Keyblade Set. :3

WANT!

TAKE MY MONEY NAO!!!!

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