Euphonic. For a larger version and print, please click the image.
I’m in tune with the right vibrations in the universe when I’m in the process of working. ― Louise Nevelson
Since so many people (quite unexpectedly for me) loved the tree silhouette artwork in the previous post, I thought I’d offer it in a special way.
If you donate any amount to my dear friend Natania Barron‘s GoFundMe fundraiser for her amazing son Liam — and comment here or email me (karen «at» karengadient «dot» com) to let me know — I’d send you the digital file of Eastern Dusk for free and you can print it at home―way cheaper than me trying to offer it at the online gallery.
File is 8″ x 7″ and JPG and/or PNG at 300 dpi. It’s smaller than my usual pieces because I’d only designed it as a post-topper for the blog at first. I’ve tested it at 12.00″ x 10.50″ and it prints well at that size and smaller (not sure about larger). The Eastern Dusk version below is the one being offered.
I’d be super pleased if you’d help! So, donate here and let me know:
Oh, and… even if you can’t donate: sharing the link to Liam’s fundraiser would make you just as awesome!
A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east. ― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
Many of you know that I’m fond of poetry, as many of you are poets. I figured it was about time to share a favorite poem or two. And so:
The Candle a Saint by Wallace Stevens
Green is the night, green kindled and apparelled.
It is she that walks among astronomers.
She strides above the rabbit and the cat,
Like a noble figure, out of the sky,
Moving among the sleepers, the men,
Those that lie chanting green is the night.
Green is the night and out of madness woven,
The self-same madness of the astronomers
And of him that sees, beyond the astronomers,
The topaz rabbit and the emerald cat,
That sees above them, that sees rise up above them,
The noble figure, the essential shadow,
Moving and being, the image at its source,
The abstract, the archaic queen. Green is the night.
For me, this poem evokes darkness and stars, candlelight and souls, and perhaps even goddesses among scientists. :)