I don’t care if chenille is the softest thing on the earth, I’m not touching that cupcake. It’s got pieces of hamburger or something on it. Maybe bits of hummingbird, definitely some dog fur in there too. You eat it.
A little taste of the third dimension would have gone a long way to redeeming this as an art project…a sense of depth and full roundness would have redeemed its cupcakeness in the eyes of God and Goodwill. As it is, it looks more like a balled-up sock than a snack. A balled-up sock carefully balancing on some sort of magical blue triscuit. And blue triscuits are probably less edible than socks.
The 60s have a lot to answer in terms of yarncraft. I’m not saying these are from the 60s. Maybe spiritually. No, it takes the yarnbombing craze of 2010 to create macrame candlesticks.
Think, artist. Think long and hard about what this is going to look like when the wax starts to dribble in gloppy yarn blobules. Was this a good idea? Yes or no, it’s a simple question. No. There, you said it. Can you please stop knitting that yarn olive-oil cozy, now? It’s only going to lead to pain.
Cupcake from Goodwill on 2222 and Lamar, knit candlesticks from Thrift Land on I35 near 51st, Austin