When I opened my email this morning and I saw the question:
posed by one of Medium’s writers, Alexandra Lange, I answered immediately an unequivocally yes.
I don’t know when I started to enjoy baking. I have always been fond of sweet things, and that evolved into me becoming the family’s dessert chef. This weekend, I baked a birthday cake for one of my aunts. A death by chocolate delight: a chocolate and orange layer cake, with a chocolate mouse and chocolate ganache filling, frosted with the chocolate ganache. It did not look amazing – I still want to master the art of icing, but for now I am proud to say that my cakes are delicious.
The thing that makes a cake art, even if you are following a recipe along, is the risk and vulnerability. The fact that you are putting a part of your soul into something that you are going to share with the world.
Art is not in the eye of the beholder or the critic, it is in the process that is created. Even if the process is guided by the works of someone that has come before.