She left 120 soaps. I understand the wires, the china, the towels , the clothes, the books, the radio, the typewriter. But the soaps are a joyful/light surprise. Their touch, smell and feel are all lovely to work in. (The carving tools are also hers, a knife and a manicure set.) The carved portraits will need a layer of soot, I’m thinking of oil, or something that will combine with soap, (any ideas?) and dust that is left in her room.