to dance in the ghost-green glow of the morning

[themeletor]

shit, fondant is a motherfucking sonuvabitch.


'clockwork cookies' decoration test run - fondant only


the carnage on my cutting board (wrapped in plastic*, thank god)


the assembly pan. more carnage.


money shot.

hopefully I can get these under control and get the rest of my shit together in time for them to be a contribution to the bakesale at wiscon.

though I may kill myself before I finish that final batch. this is fucking finicky work.


*(yes, I linked to a youtube of Pete's line in Twin Peaks. every time I say the phrase "wrapped in plastic" it's still what sticks in my head. she's deeaad. wraaapped in plaastic.)


[ETA: hey success! properly bonded and with just a little bit of time to set, the entire faux-clockwork shenanigan can be carefully lifted and moved! this means I will not have to build it all on top of each cookie. \o/!!!]

Comments

[fadedsecret.livejournal.com]

Ooooh shit how long did that take you, girl!?

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

way too fucking long, but surprisingly, not as long as I thought it was going to take! (especially since it was my first time working with fondant, so there was a lot of trial and error involved.) I made a marshmallow fondant, and from melting the marshmallows through to taking the pictures and cleanup it was about an hour and a half, two hours in all.