As a girl I’m automatically supposed to be in lust with cupcakes, which lets face it are just cakes with make-up on. I like cakes, but the typical mass-produced, colourful cup cake does tend to be on the sweet side for me, and that’s before they dump all the icing sugar in the world on it in some suggestive shape.
This red velvet cup cake seem like a good idea to me because it does the one thing few cupcakes do, includes fresh berries or fruit. If you have to try to kill me with an over doze of sugar and food colouring, I’d like if there were some fresh fruit to offset the stickiness of sugar in my mouth. While red velvet cakes are quite a great thing, in spite of the sweetness, I’m quite sure this one topped with a plump red raspberry and some blue berries would be a superior version.
The colour red is strange in that it both attracts and repels. We spot red quickly, the colour of blood, and healthy blushes, and full lips, and we also spot it and learn to stay away, from red signals and danger signs and as warning, as with this red pole indicating a pipeline at the sea shore. It stands out in a world largely populated by tamer hues or shades of green, which we are specifically adapted to see very well. In contrast, red is a shock, a wake up call, a call for attention and sometimes to action. Whether or not you like the colour or enjoy it, the sure thing is that you can’t ignore red, however deep a stupor your senses have sunk into.
These two provocatively costumed women standing against the desolate flat desert plain of the Burningman festival lends an appropriate gravity and scale to the proceedings. Makes you realise how vast the event must be, spread out on that empty piece of land. They’re both wearing black gloves, black panties, hats, various belts. One wears a red bra, fur boots, striped stockings with red ribbons tied around her legs. The other wears a black bra, red and black striped stockings, and very futuristic military-style boots. They are quite the striking sight, making Burning Man and its costumed women seem even more like something straight out of a post-apocalyptic science fiction movie like Mad Max or Waterworld.
This redhead and her outfit are so down my alley. Similar hair-length, though different shade of red, she looks quite lovely in the white blouse and fitting blue jacket. Well warmed against the autumn weather like that and with browned leaves falling, I’d dance with joy too.
It’s a lovely photo, with her extended hands, the slightly blurred falling leaves, and the very shallow focus which blurs out the old brick buildings behind her. It hints at a story of the red headed girl and makes you want to know more about who she is why she’s dancing.
This is both a piece of interior design and work of art. It’s stark, bold and clearly designed piece like this that are probably the best material on training and education people on interior design techniques and sensibilities, even if this might have been designed purely as a striking visual.
To describe this in detail, is its own reward and challenge, and goes to show you how much of the world we take in and absorb in a glance. In the picture, a bright red circular rug sits on a parquet wood floor, next to a plain white wall and a dark wood wall base or finishing border. On the rug stands a simple, four-legged wooden stool painted light yellow, with the paint a little worn at the edges. on the stool stands a fish-bowl-shaped transparent blue glass vase filled with water. In it’s narrow necked, flared lip opening sits a single red carnation flower. On the red rug, right in front of one of the legs of the stool is placed a set of light and dark red salt and pepper shakers shaped like two figures embracing.
Now that’s a mouth full!