Post Election Celebratory Cake

Celebratory Post-Trump "Cheese Cake"
(AKA: Melting Lump of Trump)
Multi-media sculpture by
KK Remus (c) 2021

And finally, he's OUTTA THERE!  So I decided to make a "cake" to celebrate T****'s exodus.  But what kind of cake could possibly capture the hellish four years that marked this bloody, pissy, seemingly interminable period of time? Only one with the following qualities:

1. Inedible
2. Orange
3. Unappetizing
4. All appearance; no real purpose
5. Dangerous
6. Insane

In other words, not really a cake at all. It is a cake in the same way that T**** was president.

The cheesy-looking lump on the top is orange kitchen clay left over from my "Art Project: Making a Bust of Trump" post on this very blog (see March 16, 2020). This salty, crusty, ageing, useless, blob of nasty toxic dough has been sitting in the fridge wrapped in plastic film this whole time.

Into a roughly volcano-shaped mass of this icky clay, I stuck countless, pointy shards of cut up credit cards. This sculpture is not yet dry as of this writing, but once it is, if you try to pick it up or touch any part of it except for the base, it will cut you and draw blood.  Your dried blood spattered on the piece, will contribute an appropriate new element to this work of art.

The base is a leftover wooden cheese package that had contained "President" brand brie cheese.  How convenient!  My hoarding finally paid off.  Incidentally, that cheese was delicious, and it would have made a much better president than T****.

The backdrop is fabric from worn out, cut up, yoga pants that I had for over 20 years, and finally turned into rags.  The falling festive confetti (or covfefe as T**** might have called it), was just drawn in with my cheap phone features.  Yellow for pee, and red for blood.  By the way, is that pee pee tape ever coming out?  I guess we'll just have to settle for this fake pee pee "ticker tape."

This confection of doom is for sale, if you want to buy it.  Just leave me a comment, and we'll work something out. I really need to start an Etsy shop or something.  If you're just reading this blog for the first time I'm not a billionaire.  I chose "Genius Billionaire" when I started this blog back in 2013, because it struck me as ridiculous, silly, thing to call myself.  LITTLE DID I KNOW, that a few years later, we'd have a White House occupant who claimed to be both (and of course, was neither), and was totally serious about it!  Aiy yai yai!