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These amazing food sculptures by Dimitri Tsykalov are truly beautiful. And hideous. Something to think about in the run up to Halloween. In fact, some of us do not celebrate Halloween in Autumn. Some of us are on the flipside and need to hack pieces out of other vegetables in order to make scary faces. I like the idea that a skull made from an apple core, for instance, will shrivel and warp almost before your very eyes.  Enjoy these amazing images, be inspired, and prepare to work over a fruit or vegetable in the near future.

 

See some more creations by Dimitri Tsykalov here.

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I am currently obsessed with Bento boxes. I have been experimenting with bento for my daughter’s school lunches with varying success. It’s a fantastic way to feed your kid, to use up leftovers, and to be creative with the food you feed the small people in your life. The Japanese are positively masterful when it comes to artifying their kids’ lunch box contents.

How did we end up eating nothing but sandwiches, here in the west?? Kawaii bento (or ‘cute’ bento) encompasses everything I love about modern Japan, the fantastic, the imaginative, the attention to detail, and always with a very unexpected twist. And food with faces? What’s not to love!?

Bento basically means ‘food served in a box’ which leaves things rather open to interpretation. I’ve been following some traditional recipes and experimenting a little also. If you’re curious to learn more, I’d recommend http://www.justbento.com. There is a great bento-for-dummies page here.

Here is a fantastic tutorial (with a killer soundtrack) that I followed this week. I managed to avoid another cameo on CraftFail.com this time so I’ll add the photos shortly.


I’m pretty much a foodie. I read about food, think about food, look at pictures of food, watch tv shows about food and talk about food. I am fairly well informed on the subject as a result. So imagine my surprise when I hear about the Smorgastarta. No, not the name of a Klingon warbird or whatever they’re called (ahem). This, my friends, is a Swedish sandwich cake. Yes. Swedish. Yes. Sandwich cake. Not since the ‘Cake Jumper’ has there been a cake marriage so ingenious. It’s a cake. A savoury sandwich cake. Those crafty Swedes make these beauteous things for family and friends to share on special occasions. The variations are limitless. And so very tasty. This is a cake made of layered bread, cream cheese, salmon, WHATEVER! My mind wanders to the possibility of cake-only meals. And then my mind smiles and nods its head. Done. Here’s a handy link to Paninihappy.com where you can learn how to create this queen of sandwiches.

Why not eat everything for lunch?http://www.kokaihop.se

What else have the Swedes been hiding from us?


Foodface LOVES the beautiful Kawaii font by Epso. In fact, I love all of Epso’s graphic and illustrative work. Check out www.1001head.com for the definition of a simple concept made magical with expert restraint, a whimsical imagination brought to life with clinical precision.

I loved the Kawaii font so much that I made colouring pages (you know, for kids) for you to print right out, for FREE! Big thanks to Epso for allowing me to use his work.

So form an orderly queue and make your way to the new KIDS page. These printables are so cool, it won’t be just kids that stick them on the wall…

Print me and colour me in!


This Christmas, my family agreed to do homemade gifts. It was my idea. I thought it would be fun and a bit more meaningful. Also economical. I have since added ‘exhausting’ and ‘foolishly labour intensive’ to the list of related adjectives. I should have started six months in advance. I worked by day. I worked by night. At first, I was bereft of inspiration. Then I was struck suddenly and randomly by blunt pieces of inspiration. Fragments of ideas that didn’t actually fit together in any useful way. I was not organised, but it came together. My love for the hot glue gun deepened.

Most fantastic were the gifts made by the other members of my family. This post I shall feature only one; my Mother Shirley’s astoundingly clever set of Russian dolls, hand painted, lovingly detailed and bloody hilarious.

Finally, I have my own doll!!!

Me as a Russian doll

Imagine how my little face lit up when my mother handed me a (non-lifesize) Russian doll, painted to look like ME. The man trapped inside me turned out to be none other than my brother Joe. I’m feeling a soap opera coming on, because when I looked within Joe; it was our younger brother Stephen that I found! who turned out to be our mother, who was actually my daughter, Mia, who was in fact concealing her small brother Arlo within her personage, who in turn, revealed Maia the cat. This was the coolest gift EVER (albeit a little creepy if you get into it too much. See above). Ma Synnott also made one for my partner Ian, who some of you may know as Dr Glam. Ian is a David Bowie aficionado and glam rock geek. My blogging alter-ego, Carmen Dioxide, will be posting about the amazing ‘Glam Rock Russian Dolls’ shortly on the good Dr’s site.

For now…meet the Synnotts!

Meet the Synnotts

A man trapped in a woman's body


There will probably be a number of times over my lifetime where I will say ‘You know, my mother was right about that/this’. She is a knowledgable woman and a sage giver of advice. Just what situations might one assume I am talking about? Well, perhaps my kid will eat that soap made to look like cake. Or maybe the black would have gone with more things. Yes, I should have called ahead to confirm, and maybe sea kayaking with my brothers did end in tears and not being able to uncurl my fists for 48 hours…

And if my mother has taught me anything useful in life, it is that clowns register their makeup with Clowns International by having an artist paint their portrait on an egg which is then stored at the Clown Egg Registry. When mother’s right, mother’s right.

My research yielded the following facts:

1. The British Clown’s Egg Registry is in a place called Wookey Hole Caves in Somerset. Yes, you read that right. Why didn’t I know this before? And what is a wookey hole? Well, like hobbit holes, but for wookeys (the old english spelling, no doubt).

2. Clowns, unlike most humans, actually lay eggs. As most humans fear clowns, they have evolved into asexual beings that reproduce just once in a lifetime, laying a small egg that will eventually crack open and about twelve clowns will come jumping and tumbling out. Just when you think they are all out, often one more will appear. And then another. And another. It truly is one of nature’s most majestic and hilarious sights.

If you actually want to read some real facts about this rather fascinating subject, click here. Yes, I think that is comic sans. Well, they are clowns.

Did I mention that the eggs are incredibly beautiful??  Luke Stephenson’s work says it best:

                       

Bunny Rabbit

Once in a while, a piece of fruit, a vegetable or even a chip comes along that you know is special. Maybe you’re peeling carrots for dinner and from the depths of the bag, you see what appears to be a pair of disembodied and rather shapely carrot legs…or perhaps you are strolling through the produce dept. and you notice that a particular coconut is smiling knowingly, just at you…

Carrot Legs

Why, only the other evening did my partner arrive home to discover that there was a particularly jocular-looking mushroom stalk amongst us. I had saved it from the jaws of my stir fry and we were horsing around, taking photographs and sharing a joke, when Ian walked in on us…luckily he saw the funny side, and we all became firm friends.

A Really Fun Guy

These magical creatures exist, right under our noses. We only have to look carefully.

Kind Coconut

Freakish natural anomaly or message from the universe? Its up to us to decide, I suppose. I took this dolphin chip to be a symbol of human kind’s decimation of all marine life across our beautiful and majestic planet. But you may just think ‘Oh good, a crispy one’. The truth is, just like life, its all about the eyes we see it through.

Deep Fried Dolphin or French Fried Freak?



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