“You can’t have your cake and eat it too.” Whenever I hear that proverb, I bristle. It’s so scanty. And what exactly are we talking about? Having vs Enjoying? Hoarding vs Consuming? Arithmetic (1-1 = 0??)
Did you ever buy a cake and then not eat it? What’s the point of that!
Me, personally, I want to try lots of cakes – a world of cakes - eat the cake, have the cake, bake the cake, frost the cake. Cake walk. Leave it out in the rain even.
Certainly Kim Dingle has been contemplating the cake issue, immersing herself actually.
Aptly titled, The Cake Series, this show is a romp, a sway, a staggering high-wire act featuring Dingle’s infamous characters and a host of cakey delights. Sticky, frosty, with a touch of sinister lurking at the edges, the party’s in full swing, the lampshades are on the heads and someone’s kid just dove into the cake. Sugar high.
Dingle is working fast and furious. Evoking the pearlescent glimmer of Chardin, the richness of Thiebaud, she’s created a sensual, luscious experience with an anorexic palette: white, burnt umber and black. Here and there a touch of pink or green, but very sparingly. Talk about having your cake and eating it too. These pieces proclaim “I can paint” and then they capture your imagination. Dingle’s world of pitfalls and pratfalls, of bad little girls and glorious party dresses, of finery and foolery says it all. This is life – take a big bite – we can clean up tomorrow morning.