Art and Cooking

The dust has settled from the confectioner's sugar of Wednesday night's "Excuse me, you have art in your teeth" salon. The cake was pretty good, the crowd better. Cupcakes were also served, which were fabulous, I didn't make them.

Now, Grant naps. Carrot soup cooks in the kitchen and I am gluing down folds, building paper sculptures. I think my ideal studio would be a kitchen. A place where both art and food could be made. The next "Excuse me, you have art in your teeth," salon will be more intimate, a studio dinner with another artist. It'll really be a studio visit.