Alice was born into an aristocratic English family in 1865.
As it was common for such families at the time, Alice's parents were 1st cousins, themselves also a product of a long line of incest.
As soon as Alice was born, the signs of a not all-together normal child were more than obvious. Alice's fragile health and ghastly looks, didn't allow her of ever making any friends. No one wanted to be around this weird looking child.
Luckily her parents adored Alice!
They invested all of their time and resources to provide a good life for their little girl. They had the best doctors treating Alice and provided the most expensive and modern remedies and therapies for her painful disabilities. They even created the most imaginative, exotic garden for her to enjoy, full of weird and beautiful animals and birds brought from the farthest corners of the empire. It was like a little piece of heaven that Alice was free to explore ...on her good days.
Alice made most of her time in the garden her parents had built for her. She dreamed of talking animals and fantasized about going into adventures with them. She imagined colorful, strange worlds filled with beautiful princesses and their loyal servants, floating cats, smart dressed bunnies and mean queens. Even her dreaded little bottles of oh! so bitter medicine took new life into her fantasies. They wouldn't just make her feel better. They could turn her into a giant or even a teeny tiny fairy like creature, providing her access to the most crazy and amazing corners of her wonderland!
It seemed as though Alice was happy ...for a while at least.
As soon as her father became seriously ill, her parents set forth arranging Alice's marriage. She was 16 years old now and they wanted to make sure that this special little girl would be taken care off long after their demise. So, she became engaged to her 2nd cousin Leopold, a handsome and overly ambitious young man who had shown an untimely and suspicious interest in her.
Two years later, Alice's father passed away and soon after her grief stricken mother followed.
Alice, suddenly found herself all alone, trapped into an unhappy marriage with the self-centered libertine Leopold.
Her health was deteriorating fast. By now unable to walk, she was denied her visits to her beloved garden so life held no interest for her any more.
Leopold was fast growing more and more impatient with Alice and her problems. Her drug induced irrational behaviour and screams of agony in the middle of the night, was keeping him from enjoying the company of his friends and mistresses. He could no longer arrange his infamous "poker" nights and subsequent “happenings”, while his sick wife was scaring his cronies off.
Before Alice turned twenty, she was sent away to an asylum for the mentally insane where deviant and experimental “treatments” were applied to the ill-fated inmates. It was there where Alice spent her final days ...chasing white rabbits down the labyrinths of her tormented mind...
Even though Leopold tried his best to ensure that no evidence of his wife was left anywhere in the mansion, a miniature portrait locket was discovered decades later, buried in the garden, showing a young Alice (due to her retarded development it was always hard to judge her exact age) holding one her favourite pets that her beloved father had brought her from Indonesia, a little Katapopo.
It is thanks to this little portrait that I was able to sculpt my Alice