This probably just looks like a piece of avante guard art to you, but no- this is what DESPAIR looks like. In broken mixer bowl form.
My mother has had our Sunbeam mixer since I was a very small child in the early 70’s. I remember using it for Christmas cookies, birthday cakes, pancakes, whipping cream and all sorts of things. The sound of the mixer meant something wonderful was going to come out of the oven.
Unfortunately the mixer has started to go recently. The motor is shot and it goes at exactly one speed- throw everything all over the darn place- rather than 10 which start with “Fold” and finish with “Whip”. The beaters look like they were used on rocks.
And then about a week ago I managed to break the smaller of the two mixing bowls. Not sure how, it was in the sink barely touching another bowl and I dropped something into the sink and suddenly the bowl was in shards.
I delivered the news to my mother as if it were a death in the family, but she merely said that it was old and it was no big deal. I didn’t tell her that I’d been planning to take the Sunbeam with me when I moved out and that I was crushed.
Rest in peace, old kitchen friend.