Friday, January 27, 2012

n e x t Window... . " painted C a k e s ~ "

" c a k e s ! "

~ok...
february is here.
to me, that means something sweet.

.  . ... what's really  s w e e t  in life?

so this installation is all about
' what's on the plate? '

. ...on life's pedestal ?


my inspiration?
a vision of that ultimate, fantasy  ' c a k e ' !
~*
tall, tall, never-ending  t a l l~
smooth and beautiful and etherial~
hand-painted with a sweet wash of edible pastry color~
piled even taller with layers of the darkest chocolate
spread thin like paper~
pale green chopped pistachios & rose petals
as confetti ~
with of course... .
the ' cherry on top ' !

so... .  here's the box of goodies...
the tools...
the magic ~
from this... .   .
.  . ...to this.
( magic how it all fits in one little box- )

just think if we all
put everything in our lives on a pedestal ~
well, pedestal... in a good way
like- with a chosen "respect" and "attention".
right down to the cherry filling.
with the leaves and stems and pits.
every detail accepted and... .
 cher(ry)-ished !

the little cakes
just starting out... .
to the big cakes
that have been in your life for awhile.
giving our full attention
~ top... .  to bottom.
to the layers upon
l
a
y
e
r
s
upon layers of living, of experience.
( those layers seen & those frosted over~ ) 
 so,
in choosing our newest
' sweet bites '... . 
 what do we bring our forks to?
how do we pick our  ' sweet '  life?
what do we want?
. ...(full) filling ?  . ...nourishing ?
so
 here's to  f e b r u a r y ~*
...the month of
 sweets
and love
and choices
and  ' c a k e s ! '
... . well, yummmm
i know i want mine, please, thank you

with tassels ~*



Saturday, January 7, 2012

~winter persimmon tart... . .


.  . ... so
what do we do with these
beautiful 
p  e  r  s  i  m  m  o  n  s 
?
well... .
what
would you
w a n t
t o
b e
?
hopefully... .
certainly
not
the
 u  s  u  a  l
 thing.
on a cool day
i'd want to be warmed up a bit in
b   u   t   t   e   r
... .   .
with just a sprinkle of brown sugar... .
maybe just a drizzle of balsamic vinegar... .
~ my life as a
p  e  r  s  i  m  m  o  n
 would now be ready for anything... .
~
i could now lay myself atop a lovely chilly quenelle
of the perfect ice cream~
a pure vanilla... .
a peppery dark chocolate... .
or spread on a nice warm
slice of humble toast.
but~
i think i would really like to rest
on a fluffy pillow of a
 spicy
g  i  n  g  e  r  e  d
 cream.
held
and
wrapped
in a crust made with
almonds
and
rosemary... .
then
garnished with
bright little squares of fresh
p e r s i m m o n
and feel the shimmering grains of
grapefruit sugar
and
julienned
r o s e   p e t a l s
come floating
down
over
the
top.
laid on
a crisp sheet of parchment
with the rose stem that held these
petals... .
then
i would be
presented in a box to
 r   e   s   p   e   c   t
each
ingredient.
~ every
p   e   r   s   i   m   m   o   n
deserves
 such 
a
      l i f e ... .