Critics chewed it to bits. And they were right...mostly. It could have been better. My butterflies were too fat, they said. Well, truth is they were. I had never made them before. Decided to try something new. Cake is too busy...too many dots. Yes this is true too...for a wedding cake. For an art piece, however...I absolutely adore the dots.
I was embarrassed to share this cake for awhile because I have always taken criticism of my art hard. I spent the night crying after I read my review. But for someone with only a few months under my belt I've decided I'm proud of the chances I took. This cake stood more than a meter high. Largest cake I've ever done. I made things that I had never made before. I took chances with the rolled fondant creating patterns in it I had never tried before. It was exhilarating at the time.
My inspiration for the cake came from a friend of mine. She's an artist. She paints. And sometimes she paints these wonderful dot trees. I don't know why they excite me so much, but they do. I love circles. Always have. Circles and egg shapes used to appear in my artwork as a kid. Funny thing is they used to appear in my mother's art work as well. A love for circles runs in my blood, I guess. Anyhow, my friend, Abbey, paints wonderful trees.
Here is a picture of one that inspired me. Pictures really do no justice to the piece. It's like a Jackson Pollock painting. In a small photograph you miss all the action, movement; you miss the true colors, energy, and overlap. A picture just can not show you all that the painting has to offer. But as that is my only means to share this with you...here it is:
Entitled: Austin Summer
To get an idea of what is really going on in that crazy colorful foliage, here is a close up of Abbey's tree. See the patterns? See the clock and the text and the bird?
Here is also a close up from my cake. Every dot on my cake was different. Different colors, different patterns. Different shapes within the circles.
The top of my cake was topped with a crown of butterflies. Even if the cake critics didn't like it, I heard more than one person exclaim while walking through the cakes, "Oh Butterflies! I love butterflies! I must have a picture of this cake." I also won a couple "This is my favorite cake" stickers. I don't know who left them but it made me feel wonderful to receive them.
entitled: Soco Pod Tree

Overall it was an experiment, but one that took me back to my days in my art studio. I was not making a cake for someone else. I was creating what I felt inside.
It may not have wowed the critics but it was an expression of my thoughts and self and so therefore will always hold a spot in my heart...even if my fat butterflies needed to go on diets.