I was a little MIA on the blog last week. Much has transpired!
I made a wedding cake! A brush embroidery wedding cake. It was the first time I’d picked up a paintbrush in a very long while. I decided to forgo any kind of template (maybe I’m getting cocky in my old age?) and see if the nearly dormant instinct for brush strokes could be rekindled. It didn’t take long for me to get back in the routine.
Making this cake reminded me of all the things I love and hate about painting.
Love: hours spent alone, the rest of the world disappears.
Hate: hours spent alone.
Love: creating something beautiful for someone you love.
Hate: that crick in your lower back that comes with spending hours hunched over your work.
Love: the lasting memory you’re creating.
Hate: stained hands, strained eyes.
In the end it made me miss creating art on canvas. Maybe I’ll have to dust off the ol’ easel after all.
I made a groom’s cake too!
The groom proposed underwater, so this cake is a nod to that occasion. I really enjoyed sculpting the scuba divers, even if they are a little Chagall-esque.
I managed to take a few pics when I was off-duty from being Matron of Honor and wedding cake baker. The ceremony was held at the beautiful and historic Museum of Appalachia.
The bride found out a week before the wedding that she is gluten intolerant, so I made her a little gluten-free chocolate layer (right).
My favorite part of the evening was when everyone came together to light sparklers for the bride and groom’s exit. It gave me the warm and fuzzies just like the candlelight service at Christmastime.
And the fate of the cake?
You can’t tell because of the poor lighting, but that’s a white cake with lemon curd filling and vanilla bean buttercream. Everyone loved it and there was only a few crumbs left of the chocolate-raspberry groom’s cake.
Success! I was one happy baker!
My apologies for no recipe today. I’ll be back to regular posting very soon!