They are a little bit soft and cuddly and a little bit sharp and pokey. They have mouths to jabber with, feet to clatter with and tails to whip around. But, alas, no eyes or ears (they are all output – no input).
These are the creatures of Phinnea’s World. For the most part she is content with her decision to leave her previous life behind but occasionally she is compelled to enter this new little world where she creates, spends time with, and makes portraits of her new friends.
They represent those Phinnea has left behind and, in spite of her best intentions, those she occasionally pines for. They are beings she has known, ones she misses and some she wishes she had never met.