Yes.

Anything entitled “Cakeland” has my immediate undivided attention. Scott Hove created this amazing cake art installation.

From the project statement:
Cakeland is a sculptural installation resembling a collection of perfect delicious cakes– wall mounted, hanging and standing– a walk-through cake environment complete with its own lighting. It is a sweet refuge, an endless kaleidoscopic landscape of cake, a respite from the grinding realities of the outside world.

The sculptures have all of the appeal of the best cake you have ever tasted, but can never be eaten. Whereas the nature of edible cake is fleeting, lasting only as long as the brief celebration it was made for, these cakes last as long as the artist or society have the wherewithal to preserve them, in order that they remain a place of pilgrimage, a seemingly idyllic oasis.


Being such a place of beauty, Cakeland requires that it be equipped with its own defense, because the reality of beauty and perfection is that people want to possess it. So for their own protection, the sculptures and installations have evolved strategically placed sharp teeth and horns.

Without this aggressive aspect– call it the anti-cake– the beauty is vulnerable, transitory, and not to be respected. Cakeland represents a temporary defense against time, a place where you can always go to celebrate and experience the ephemeral essence of life. The cakes are constructed of acrylic media and paint on wood, and cardboard and assorted media for the large installations.

See the whole gallery here.
Artist site
Source (with amazing “tour” of the cake vault)
You may have seen Erwin Olaf’s professional ad campaigns, but this one photo very much reminds me of the situation I’ve been in trying to get my computer repaired:

…and on a related note:

His “Royal Blood” series was making the Internet rounds a while back.




Always eye-catching and provocative (often mildly disturbing), Olaf has a number of photos I adore.




See more here.
(Morgan, thanks for reminding me to dig this link up!)
I don’t have a tremendous need for door stops in my house, but this one would definitely be my choice:

You know, for that cozy “my house dropped on a wicked witch” feeling.

I learned something about myself from this roundup of creative book cases:
I prefer boring bookshelves. There, I said it.
I do give credit for innovative design…

I’ve yet to find the perfect book storage/display method. As of now my books are divided into fiction and non-fiction sections, alphabetized by author. But what about art books? Collector’s items? Oddities?
Since I already toil over such (admittedly trivial) things, this would altogether unnerve me:

Some designs blur the line between shelving and sculpture or decoration, but no matter how brilliant, I can’t get around the non-linearity. It’s a matter of space conservation and practicality.

I cram books into every last spare inch. Non-functional curves and intricacies of design would make me feel as if I were wasting space due to the inevitable gaps. I also realized that I like to sweep my eyes straight across the shelf for maximum browsing. Therefore, books at an angle or upside down would completely break my flow.
I do think the maze bookcase would look wonderful when filled (though I’d probably try to stuff volumes into the spaces that are designed to be left blank):

I love skewed and distorted art, mad hatter cakes, crooked, rickety Tim Burton-equse settings…Why don’t I like this next one?

Nope…can’t handle it:

I recognize my mildly compulsive media organization habits (though I absolutely gave up on CD storage and there is a massive disorderly collection in the corner of my room).
I guess Mr. Bookman here is a pretty sassy character:

(caption, anyone?)
See more unconventional storage options here.
Now this…THIS is what I call efficient shelving!

Book cases built right into the stairs and walls!

Suddenly I feel like the space between my stairs is tragically wasted.
I’m now in the process of trying to get a replacement laptop (hooray for the warranty!). Much to the company’s chagrin, my current machine is totally irreparable, though still quite new. I’ll be bringing out my old computer later today while this matter gets sorted out.

What everyone surely needs to start a holiday weekend off right: freakish caricatures of Edwardian music hall performers.

George Cooke was a caricatures artist who drew Edwardian music hall performers for the Grand Theatre of Varieties, in Hanley Worcestershire. He compiled them in a series of albums.




More on the fabulous Ephemera Assemblyman, along with info/descriptions.
My Modern Metropolis recently featured this photo set by Nathan Schroder.

I’m such a sucker for this aesthetic; the romanticized darkness. Show me fireplaces, candles, dusty books…I’m sold.


See more from the set here.
Schroder’s website
I was surprised to realize that I haven’t yet posted about Angie Mason.

She is a mistress of artistic contradiction, just the way I like it. Her pieces seamlessly combine horror and humor…all things sweet, and all things dark and damaged.
A perfect example, the Rotten Tooth Gang; sculpted decaying teeth, embellished with glitter. Rot and sparkle.

One can’t help but feel a kind of sympathy for these broken creatures.



These are a few of my favorite things…

I’ve given my best friend Ronnie many pickle related gifts over the years (some handmade), and none hold a candle to this:

If you’re in the area, be sure to catch her next show: Tragically Delicious The Bitter Sweet Art of Angie Mason & Kristen Ferrell, opening November 14th at the Parlor Gallery in Asbury Park, NJ. I may to take a day trip for this one!
Lots of fun stuff to explore on her site. Go have a look!
More posting later, but I’d like to share this anomaly I found in my candy today. It appears to be a zombie peanut M&M. Amidst the unnaturally bright and shiny pieces was one that could only be described as gray, vein-riddled and UNDEAD.

I swear I didn’t alter the M&M or the photo…look closely. It’s really corpse-like. Somehow this makes me even more excited for Halloween season.