A short update, since I didn’t manage to post anything else this week:
We’ve been in Scotland for the last two weeks―which has been beyond wonderful. My first trip overseas, in fact. While our trip probably wasn’t the usual Highlands itinerary (we spent half of our time in Glasgow, with a day in Edinburgh, and two stops in Inverness as we drove up and back for the ferry to Orkney, which was our base for the rest of our time), it was one of my personal dream trips and I was glad that David was eager to follow me―and do the driving for the half of trip where we weren’t train-and-bus-ing it.
The weather was beyond perfect for the majority of the trip, and we had the joy of basking in the sun with the locals (without the hellish burn―114ºF/46°C―that we left back home). We were also delighted to have tea with Charlotte Hoather while in Glasgow; she’s got a very busy schedule, so it was a honor to spend a Saturday afternoon with her.
I’ll share more photos and rambling later, if there’s interest. But right now… I’m exhausted! I’d expected that jet lag going east to west wouldn’t be as difficult to bear, but I haven’t been able to switch back eight hours to Arizona time. Zzz.
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As the two-year anniversary of my mother’s death approaches, I’ve felt more and more that I need to say something here:
I’ve hardly written fiction in the last two years.
I’ve always loved art and words. For years, I’d considered myself as much a writer as an artist. I’ve got several completed novels to show for it—all in need of serious editing. I think I just had to get those books out of my system while I struggled with my mother’s illness and other life stresses. I needed to write. I still do, I suppose, but not as a career. It’s a passion and personal—and maybe I’ll write more often if it stays in a journal.
I’ll publish some stories eventually, with covers worthy of them… but for now, they’ll be lovingly placed in the proverbial writer’s trunk. I’m fine with that.
Hopefully, my writer friends will understand. Besides, I’m still—and always will be—a reader! And a writer too, but for myself.
The last two years have changed me for the better. I’ve steered back toward the drive that unites my family, most of whom are artists. In the process of creating fine art, I’ve also rekindled a love for design, which is my actual paid work. I’ve discovered new things to love about the creative process and I wake up every day excited to tackle my to-do list.
My office is now my studio. It’s the best room in the house.
My mother would have been proud. She was an painter and graphic designer herself, before she lost her sight to macular degeneration.
For the first time in many years, I feel absolutely certain about where I’m headed. It’s wonderful.
So, there you go. I don’t post a lot of truly personal stuff online, but my readers here are friends and friends share the big moments and changes in life.
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Since I’m striving to live by this lately, I wanted to make this quote into an image and share it here. I also want to thank all of you for following my blog and encouraging me. I never would have thought blogging could bring me so many wonderful friends and inspiration. Love to you all!
We may all be tiny specks in a vast and wondrous universe, but I believe we’re connected in ways we can’t even begin to imagine. One fantastic symphony where we’re each a note: beautiful music, together.
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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:
A New Beginning for Liam
Oh, and… even if you can’t donate: sharing the link to Liam’s fundraiser would make you just as awesome!
I’ve been away from blogging for a little while, as we’ve been busy with the integration of a new adult cat to our household. Glad to say it’s gone smoothly!
I’d show you a picture of her, but she was very badly matted when we found her and now she’s got quite a ridiculous haircut. Punk lion-kitty. With the online world always hungry for silly cat photos, I figure it’s better for her dignity to allow the fur some time to grow back before we post snapshots.
She’s sweet lady calico and we’re glad to have her in our family.
I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul. — Jean Cocteau
When I first ‘met’ my husband, he was an El Aurian on a Star Trek RPG. Even being Betazoid in the game, I had a hard time figuring him out. He can be delightfully enigmatic. Back then, I did portraits of our characters. I can’t find them to show you, but it’s one of those things I did and do.
Now, a decade and a half later, David and I no longer play RPGS, but we’ve been watching Doctor Who together. He occasionally jokes about having once been a Time Lord and says he gave up all that for me.
Which is damn charming. And nearly believable. He’s always been so sharp and intense and yet silly and generous and wonderful and more adjectives than I can list. Old soul, as they say.
And so, since our wedding anniversary is approaching, I decided to make a comic-style portrait of him as the Doctor. Different, a bit—regeneration will do that to you—but still with the intensity and of course: epic facial hair (David and his mustache surely go back many lifetimes). And a scarf. Because I prefer Doctors with scarves.
I just realized El Aurians are sort of a Trek version of Time Lords. Slightly. Okay, not so much. Well, at least they’re long-lived. Not sure if I can imagine Guinan in a TARDIS. Picard would have been a fun companion. Nah. Data. Maybe.
Suppose I’ll have to draw myself up as his companion next?
Happy Anniversary, David!
I last did this style of illustration for the Fly Into Fire posters for Candlemark & Gleam. I had a lot of fun with this portrait, so I may make others in a similar style. If I do, I’ll list them for print. For now, this one stays on our walls.
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