Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Minnesota State Fair Third Place C&H Cake Decorating Contest
The theme was the 100 year anniversary of the Grandstand so I took the logo for the front design and made the seating chart with the royal icing lattice work .
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Goddess of the Lake Legend
Ms. Muse was fascinated with the Lake Goddess legend. She likes to repeat the local folklore to anyone who will listen.Reverently Ms. Muse begins her story, “It is told that a long time ago a young girl was paddling a canoe to meet her lover in the village aross the lake, but before she could reach the other side a violent vortex appeared out of nowhere and swallowed the canoe whole. Unfortunately the young maiden was never to be found.
When the young girl settled to the murky bottom the lake creatures told her that she was not human after all, but actually the Goddess of the Lake and she was accidently netted as a baby by her wicked family. The ill-mannered father decided to keep her instead of releasing her back into the lake, because he thought she might have special powers. He hoped to use her talents for his own means.
In the meantime her young lover was so distraught when he heard the news that he ran to the edge of the lake and prayed to the gods for help. It is said, because of one tear that fell into the lake during his prayer, the predestined Goddess of the Lake is granted the ability to appear once at the beginning of summer as a water spout bearing the lotus flower in honor of her lover and those fortunate enough to see her are blessed with a bountiful year.”
Thursday, July 31, 2008
FORGOT
It was horrible! Ms. Muse and I heard about her disappointment and determined that we needed to address it in some fashion so we created FORGOT. She had had turned 70 years old and three of her children didn’t even call her to wish her happy birthday nor did they bother sending a card. They simply FORGOT their mother. The town had a celebration in her honor and the mayor created a proclamation commemorating that special day, but none of those children were present!
This incident distressed her until she actually FORGOT why she was upset.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Sweetie
I repeated the childhood poem. . .
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice,
And everything nice,
That's what little girls are made of.
Ms. Muse snorted at the words. She couldn't believe I would repeat such drivel. And I agreed, but reminded her why we made Sweetie. It was to challenge everyone’s perception of sweetness and the feminization of sugar. This poem became favorable in a time when sugar started to become cheap in our society. While once upon a time sugar was revered for its economic factor and men became rich; it was a time in our past when one teaspoon cost more then an acre of land. A good homemaker would keep it locked away and knew almost to the ounce how much sugar was on hand. They even used a devise called a sugar nipper to cut off pieces of sugar from the packed hard cone shapes that were created to transport sugar.
When the production of sugar became cheaper so didn't its feminization. Now it is wildly believed that sugar, sweetness and women go hand-in-hand.
Ms. Muse snorted again and then pointed to Sweetie. "What do you think our intent is for this sculpture?" she asked.
"Why to point out how we wrapped our myths of sweetness and abuse into a neat package regarding women," I replied.
Again she snorted.
"Although Sweetie is desirable, next to the sugar nippers, she has become vulnerable and defenseless" I noted. “And because we covered her head, she has become a representation of all women.”
Ms. Muse agreed then closed the cabinet door because Sweetie became harder to look at in all her weak helplessness.
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice,
And everything nice,
That's what little girls are made of.
Ms. Muse snorted at the words. She couldn't believe I would repeat such drivel. And I agreed, but reminded her why we made Sweetie. It was to challenge everyone’s perception of sweetness and the feminization of sugar. This poem became favorable in a time when sugar started to become cheap in our society. While once upon a time sugar was revered for its economic factor and men became rich; it was a time in our past when one teaspoon cost more then an acre of land. A good homemaker would keep it locked away and knew almost to the ounce how much sugar was on hand. They even used a devise called a sugar nipper to cut off pieces of sugar from the packed hard cone shapes that were created to transport sugar.
When the production of sugar became cheaper so didn't its feminization. Now it is wildly believed that sugar, sweetness and women go hand-in-hand.
Ms. Muse snorted again and then pointed to Sweetie. "What do you think our intent is for this sculpture?" she asked.
"Why to point out how we wrapped our myths of sweetness and abuse into a neat package regarding women," I replied.
Again she snorted.
"Although Sweetie is desirable, next to the sugar nippers, she has become vulnerable and defenseless" I noted. “And because we covered her head, she has become a representation of all women.”
Ms. Muse agreed then closed the cabinet door because Sweetie became harder to look at in all her weak helplessness.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Field Trials
The day was perfect with white clouds floated in bright blue sky, wispy here, puffy there. The fields had tall stems of annual and biennial grass which waved in the light breeze. Shrubs and small trees provided the backdrop on the landscape as the gallery of onlookers moved down the path and handlers moved into position with their eager dogs. Artemis entered her dog in the Bird Dog Field trials which is a great way to get some off-season action. Field Trials offer practical demonstrations of a dog's ability to perform, in the field, the functions for which it was bred. Her dog is a beautifully trained animal which moved left, right, or forward or halted by whistled command. The bond between her and dog is a thing to behold, a true joy!
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