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    I’ve had so many names...

    Old names that only the wind and the trees can pronounce. I am the mountain, the forest and the earth. I am... I am a faun. Veg-tan leather, hand moulded with hand stitched horns. The colours are brush painted leather dyes, blended for the purpose.

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    Autumn Leaf Mask

    Jack in the Green Am I, and master have I none for whilst there are trees upon this land the woods shall be my home. To the seasons kings I bow my head as they do bow to me, for my faces are as many as the leaves upon a tree. Veg-tan leather, hand moulded calf skin and an oak leaf for the template. The dyes were applied by airbrush, and shading from an antique wax.

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    An ancient deity:

    Ammon lives on, his origins lost and forgotten.

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    A winter motley..

    ..of red and black, subdued but only resting.

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    Harlequin proved himself...

    The prince of numbskulls. But his stupidity was intermittently relieved by flashes of shrewd wit. - Duchartre Veg-tan leather, hand moulded with grooved diamonds. Colours brush applied and finished with a semi gloss lacquer.

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    I’ll tell you one thing...

    Fred, darling... I’d marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money? Hand moulded leather, hand dyed with eye holes based on Audrey Hepburn’s own.

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    The Nazgûl were they...

    The Ringwraiths, the Úlairi, the Enemy’s most terrible servants; darkness went with them, and they cried with the voices of death. Hand moulded leather, hand dyed with airbrushed shading.

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    Eternally chaste..

    Daphne has fled Apollo's advances, transforming herself into a laurel tree.

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    Ivy is dedicated

    to Bacchus, god of liberation whose wand is wound with ivy and drips with honey.

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    The Woodland Sprite..

    ..crowned with holly, she looked on over the leaf strewn floor. Spring was a long way to dance.