August 24, 2006
Time passes so fast. I'm sure it's because I'm 55 rather than because I'm in the UK. I keep finding out good things about the UK. The experience my husband has had with his company in getting back to work after health problems has been excellent. They provided support for the first part of his recovery, then reduced it somewhat, but by that time I had been able to take on more work so we could manage, and this coming week, he goes back at reduced hours, slowly working up to full hours over a month.
My website went up yesterday. It's www.donnajcarty.co.uk and has too-busy backgrounds and some typos and an undeveloped link and no back-to-the-top buttons and a rediculous amount of variation in the quality of the photos but its there. I did it myself with Dreamweaver and will make the corrections with Dreamweaver. And in November, I will take a course from the same place, Norwich Art Center (I HAVE to find out how to link from here!), in digital photography. And I can take a membership there and use their computers by the hour for future updates. There are just so many resources for moving ahead here.
In the meanwhile, I'm going to be on the radio at the beginning of October plugging all the places that have helped me and have been resources for me as well as talking about my work. One of the things I will get to plug is my fringe for the Norwich Fringe Festival. What can I say. I'm a beader. I proposed a huge fringe (one in which paper-towel tubes will play the role of bugle beads) for the entrance to the show, and it was approved. A lot of work, probably, no pay, but it's a funny thing here. I keep doing what I can think of to do, pay or not, and they keep leading to other things, like tutoring led to my job, like making up a survey for a local artists group led to being on the radio, and so on. It really give me confidence that I can make it here. I wish I could say that I've had as much success in getting my husband to follow that path.
I've joined the local Red Hats (and thus had a bit of my mediocre calligraphy presented to Prince Charles' Camilla. I've eaten a lot of found food this summer. The blackberry bushes are overflowing, leaning down to the ground because they are so heavy with berries. Cherries fall down on us. A plum tree grows on a bit of un-claimed ground at the bottom of our close. And edible mushrooms (I have a book, and as a result of telling people about the ones I knew about, I have found out about others.) are popping up everywhere. If you are ever in England, (I read this in my Sunday paper, so blame them if this is wrong and please don't sue me.) all the bolete mushrooms (Those are the ones with pores rather than gills.) that don't go red or blue when you expose their flesh to air are edible.
My website went up yesterday. It's www.donnajcarty.co.uk and has too-busy backgrounds and some typos and an undeveloped link and no back-to-the-top buttons and a rediculous amount of variation in the quality of the photos but its there. I did it myself with Dreamweaver and will make the corrections with Dreamweaver. And in November, I will take a course from the same place, Norwich Art Center (I HAVE to find out how to link from here!), in digital photography. And I can take a membership there and use their computers by the hour for future updates. There are just so many resources for moving ahead here.
In the meanwhile, I'm going to be on the radio at the beginning of October plugging all the places that have helped me and have been resources for me as well as talking about my work. One of the things I will get to plug is my fringe for the Norwich Fringe Festival. What can I say. I'm a beader. I proposed a huge fringe (one in which paper-towel tubes will play the role of bugle beads) for the entrance to the show, and it was approved. A lot of work, probably, no pay, but it's a funny thing here. I keep doing what I can think of to do, pay or not, and they keep leading to other things, like tutoring led to my job, like making up a survey for a local artists group led to being on the radio, and so on. It really give me confidence that I can make it here. I wish I could say that I've had as much success in getting my husband to follow that path.
I've joined the local Red Hats (and thus had a bit of my mediocre calligraphy presented to Prince Charles' Camilla. I've eaten a lot of found food this summer. The blackberry bushes are overflowing, leaning down to the ground because they are so heavy with berries. Cherries fall down on us. A plum tree grows on a bit of un-claimed ground at the bottom of our close. And edible mushrooms (I have a book, and as a result of telling people about the ones I knew about, I have found out about others.) are popping up everywhere. If you are ever in England, (I read this in my Sunday paper, so blame them if this is wrong and please don't sue me.) all the bolete mushrooms (Those are the ones with pores rather than gills.) that don't go red or blue when you expose their flesh to air are edible.
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