Gigi is an old soul of tin and wool, and German descent. When wound with key he taps his feet in rapid staccato, spinning around as he works his bow furiously across his violin. He always puts on a show, but it's a sad performance, inspired by years of loss and a broken spirit.
I collect antique toys, and I'm glad Gigi is with me, now. I rarely ask him to play, allowing him to just 'be' and know that he is loved.
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Jennifer Johnson said (15 Oct 2007):
Clowns scare me and this one is no different. Yet somehow, Gigi still has somewhat of an innocense to him. Great photo!
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Dennis Dixson said (11 Dec 2007):
I like this a lot. The only flaw I see is the cropping on the right side. Loose that little yellow spot near the top.
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