I was reading today’s post over at Havi’s blog when she mentioned eating imaginary pie. Which reminded me of the pie art I’ve made over the past year or so.
It started so innocently, as an illustration to a grocery list.
Then progressed to a collaged homage to my Mom Mom’s kitchen and her mad cooking skilz.
Then who wouldn’t like a little pie from the sky?
And finally, even the cake is starting to look like the pie :)
Where’s my imaginary fork?