Bakery Of Doom

Metal Prints

Bob Larson

Prescott, United States

  • Product
  • Product
  • Available
  • Artist
  • Artwork Comments 12

Sizing Information

X small 18.0" x 12.0"
Small 24.0" x 16.0"
Medium 30.0" x 20.0"
Large 36.0" x 24.0"
X large 40.0" x 26.6"


  • Available in both High Gloss and Satin
  • Gently rounded corners
  • Cleanable surface
  • Lightweight aluminium is literally infused with the chosen artwork

- Reviews

Cases & Skins

Wall Art

Home Decor



Artist's Description

Celia had heard the rumors about the bakery for quite some time, but she was in a bind and saw no other alternative. This was her third marriage and her father had made it very clear that there would be no financing coming from him, not after what happened with Randy, and then Jared. He had no reason to think Spencer would be any different. And lets face it, since they all were brothers, why would it be. The only thing Celia had going for her was that she wouldn’t have to change her name, again.
So, with only the money she made from her part time job at a self service laundromat and Spencers savings bond his aunt had given him and each of his brothers when they all turned 5 years old, the wedding would be small. But at least they could have a nice cake, Jared had already spent his savings bond on a previous marriage when he and Celia had tied the knot, and Randy ate his at the birthday party.
The fact that the Bakery was monochrome should have been Celias first clue, and the rumors that the goodies were cheap, but you pay a price, should have been her second. Celia took a deep breath and walked into the shop. The area in front of the cup cake counter was filled with children eying the goodies while a mother was making arrangements with the elderly lady who ran the place for a Sponge Bob Birthday cake to be made for her sons 5th birthday party. Celia thought that while Sponge Bob didn’t translate well to monochrome, maybe, economic times being what they were, the lady was in the same financial predicament as her. And at least a wedding cake was supposed to be white. Celia was next. She dug the photo of a cake she had ripped from a Modern Bride magazine she had been flipping through at the public library and handed it to the elderly lady and inquired as to whether something like that cake could be made and how much it would cost. The elderly lady smiled in black and white and glanced at the photo without really taking her black eyes off of Celia. “Certainly, we can make this cake for you, what are you willing to pay Celia?” Celia did not remember telling the elderly lady her name, but was thrilled that the bakery would be able to duplicate the cake from the photo. Celia explained her situation and told her what she thought she could afford. The black and white smile never left the elderly ladies face and she just nodded and said, " I think we can arrange something for that price". Celia was ecstatic. She couldn’t wait to tell Spencer and placed the order and signed the billing receipt, then raced home to deliver the good news.
The Wedding went off without a hitch. The plastic flowers looked real for the most part, and although the dress was on it’s third go around, it still looked almost new, from the front. Celia had shown her father that she could pull off a superb Wedding within in her own budget, and to her surprise, her father actually seemed proud on her Wedding Day, for once.
The large monochrome box sat proudly in the center of the card/bingo table in the basement where the reception was in full swing. Nobody seemed to notice or care that the fancy linen napkins had been replaced with rolls of paper towels in the center of the tables, or that the band had been replaced with Spensers boom box and his collection of death metal CDs. No, this was a day about love, not material items of temporary value.
Still, Celia couldn’t wait to unveil the beautiful cake she had seen in Modern Bride to all her close friends and family. While the Wedding had been second hand(third hand in some cases), the cake would be their extravagance. And Celia couldn’t wait to tell her father how much she had paid for it, he would be so proud.
Celia and Spensers hands clutched the not really stainless steel cake knife as the best man and maid of honor began to lift the box. The excitement grew with each inch the box was lifted, until finally it hovered over the top for a brief second or two, and then the best man pulled it away from the top of the cake revealing a large monochrome nose and two large black and white eyes, and two white creme frosted buck teeth. Celias screams could be heard all the way down the street and into the bakery where the elderly lady sat behind her counter, " Yes, Celia, you got a good deal, but at what price dear, at what price?"
Across town, at a 5 year olds birthday party, more screams rose up from a Sponge Bob themed picnic table in the back yard.

Prescott Arizona USA
Canon 550D
Sigma 10-20mm
3 second exposure

More Photos You Might Like, or you might not, I don’t really know you, but you seem nice.

Artwork Comments

  • texianlive
  • Marc Grossberg
  • Christine Oakley
  • artisandelimage
  • Hugh Fathers
  • AndreaEL
  • magneto
  • NinaF
  • Manolya  Fumero
  • SPFisher
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait

10% off

for joining the Redbubble mailing list

Receive exclusive deals and awesome artist news and content right to your inbox. Free for your convenience.