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.
Filed under Art, Blogging, Career, Color, Creativity, Decisions, Family, Fate, Friendship, Graphic Design, Inspiration, Journal, Life, Love, Painting, Writing
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!
Some very dear friends of mine―a family I’ve known for years―are in need of help. They’ve had a rough time of it in the UK, despite efforts to thrive there and remain close to Mike’s father, but their situation has arrived at the point where they must return.
As my mind is full of all they’ve been through―an excerpt:
“We are a family of six, living in the UK. Five members of our family (three of whom have Autism, and related co-morbidities) need to return to the United States. This matter is very urgent, as we are also in a state of homelessness.
We came to England over four years ago, out of a desire for Mike to spend more time with his father, in his golden years.
Recent changes to the United Kingdom’s immigration laws, have made it so we are no longer able to remain as a family within the United Kingdom. Our provider and dad (Mike) will never have the means required to support us in accordance with UK immigration requirements.”
Much more here: Urgent Repatriation Of US Disabled Family
If you donate any amount, I will email you a digital copy [4200x3000px/11x14in @ 300dpi ― JPG or PNG, your choice ― prints well up to 16x20in] of Dreams of Color. This is an artwork that I do not sell on any gallery site, so you’d be one of the few to have it. Just email me to let me know you’ve donated.
I realize that immigration is a touchy issue, but I hope you’ll help. If you can’t donate, please spread the word and share the link. Since returning to the US is no longer optional for them, any help is welcome. Thanks for listening!
The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present. — Paul Scott
Keith Mills and I decided to try making some artwork with the title decided beforehand, as we both generally create first and name later. We found it to be a challenge; we kept reworking things to fit the title. Eventually, we hit our pseudo-deadline and figured we’d share the results (Keith’s version).
I always create with a concept in mind, but rarely with the exact title rattling around my head. From this experiment, I’ve learned that I’m more organic in my design when I know I can grant the artwork a name once I’ve ‘gotten to know’ it. Maybe we’ll try this idea again, though—or another idea, at least—because it was fun to work in tandem with another artist.
The idea came about when Keith created his ‘Turbulence‘ and I remembered I’d done a ‘Turbulence‘ last year during my NaNoWriMo-style month-o-artwork.
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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!
Just in time for our anniversary, here’s the companion ‘me’ to my darling husband’s Doctor (Who) portrait.
Although I don’t have regeneration as an excuse, I created a younger alternate self with slightly different features (hey, David got an upgrade and I wanted one too). I gave her my unevenly-cut hair, though; I’m always snipping the ends myself instead of going to the salon and I suspect I’d keep that quirk if I were busy with all that wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff.