Sunday Sweets: Watercolor Cakes

Apparently watercolors date back as far as the cave paintings of Paleolithic Europe. (Thanks Wikipedia!) It was done on things like stone, leather, papyrus, and now ...

(By AK Cake Design)

You guessed it! Cake!

Heck, maybe it was always done on cake, but everyone ate the evidence back in those days.

(By Nevie-Pie Cakes)

I mean, given the choice between a slice of beautifully watercolored cake such as this one, or a hunk of buffalo carcass, I'd go for the cake.

I probably wouldn't have survived very long back then.

But enough talk of carcasses. (Carcassi?) Back to the pretty cakes!

(By Hey There, Cupcake!, Photography by Siegel Thurston Photography)

And this pretty cake is particularly stunning. Look at all those bright beautiful colors!

I love the transparency here, almost like the cake was wrapped in tissue paper:

(By A's Exquisite Cakes & Chocolates; Photo by Jessica Schmitt Photography)

(Dear wreckorators: PLEASE do not go and actually wrap a cake in tissue paper. Please. No, really. Put. The paper. DOWN.)

Did your art teacher in school ever show you that trick of sprinkling salt over your watercolors? It gives it this super-nifty texture, kind of like... this!

(By neli)

It's like an ocean wave of the night sky, with pretty flowers for stars. Love it.

Of course, my watercolors all tended to be a drippy mess - but thanks to this next one, I know drips can be deeeeeLIGHTful:

(By The Art of Cake; Photo by Erik Hornung Photography)

Like rain down a window, or tears down a cheek, or something equally poetical and artsy.

Or how about a modern Jackson Pollack approach, with random splatters and splashes?

(By I Dream of Cake)

Bonsai!!

Edible paints are sweet, of course, but good ol' buttercream can also give you that soft watercolory look:

(By Miso Bakes)

It's like springtime on a plate! I love those dreamy pastel roses.

And how's this for a painting come to life?

(By CakeCentral member Panel7124)

Once again I'm not sure I could bear to let anyone actually CUT this cake. I just want to put it on a shelf and stare at it forever and always.

And finally, check out this frothy, watercolory wonderfulness:

(By Lucia Simeone Cake Design)

I dub thee... rhapsody in blue!

Happy Sunday, everyone!

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P.S. If you've ever wanted to dabble in the arts, this is for you:

GenCrafts Portable Watercolor Kit

Comes with a pad of watercolor paper, 2 re-fillable brush pens, and a handy travel case.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

Spam Poetry

Usually my spam filter is pretty accurate, but this week I've gotten three e-mails that read like some kind of post-modern word salad poetry. I'm assuming they're spam, but then again, maybe they're really some hip new literary project by postmodern word salad poets. Eh? 

So in the spirit of artistic discovery, I've decided to illustrate these literary feats with the most appropriate cakes I could find. ENJOY.

Subject line: hey! :) My name is Margarito!

Artillery fray, 

I must articulate smoothly, it is a terrible wise of many enemy, 

this godson of tormenting children,

...and children cheerful.

èḥῥộ_ ḣûῂ?ṕẹvќћ (??) 

[That is a line of unintelligible characters which I can only assume was supposed to link to overpriced weasel aphrodisiacs, but since it isn't clickable in the original e-mail I can't say for sure.]

And painting it I soothe said to exception: 

"it is the riverside of the disadvantage 

and He has sent it to flit my shipboard crustacean."

::flit flit flit::

Alternatively, here's a shoe board crustacean:

[bowing] Ah thank you, thankyouverramuch.

 Subject line: Good day, my name is Nathanial :)

One notwithstanding 

he did with more sincerity bluff so strange in Moscow,

 a life of astounding but salutation,

(C'mon, what are the odds I'd find a cake of a butt salutation?) 

(Oh, sorry was that just one "t"? My bad.)

Piping and plating, he was degenerating.

(You know what they say about small pens, right?)

(Smaller pocket protectors.) 

Subject line: hey!! My name is Broderick!

The amass had feigned, 

but coldly was some embody thereon.

Cuttlefish assureed merrily as jersey began talking, 

amiably bashful, 

with drowsy one sponge emerge at her foresight to unify its broth on her.

Whoah there, Bobby boy, you're not unifying your broth on ANYBODY today, hear me?

Thanks to Steve B., Shannon P., Candi F., Alexis I., Heitha B., Rachael E., Anony M., Kylie S., & Audra B. for the wreckiest cakes in all the 'verse.

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P.S. I see you appreciate poetry. Might I recommend...?

I Could Pee On This, And Other Poems By Cats

This hardcover gift book costs less than $10 and will have your friends feline fine.

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And from my other blog, Epbot: