I have been told that other artists appreciate my honest approach in sharing the good and bad side of this crazy business. Lately I've had lots of good news, in fact, I haven't even shared some of it. Such as I got into Kentuck, a show I really wanted. Plus I am wait listed for Plaza, which was one of my best shows last year. And I was invited to be one of 4 artists to show abstracts in an upcoming gallery show. Not to mention a couple other thrilling things I will hold up my sleeve for the moment. So, I have lots going on in addition to my active Art Fair schedule.
But today was a pretty crappy day. I was very bummed out about this white on white painting; I don't know why it hit me so hard. It's been a long time since I cried over a rejection, and I felt like a big baby, but this was the day. Probably because I am a member of Art Saint Louis and really care about their shows so much. Also because I felt my work was so on point with the topic. The piece was hard for me and I put everything into it. Not that I don't normally do that, but I felt more emotionally invested than usual.
I guess I mainly feel so stupid. Like why do I keep entering these darn shows over and over only to face rejection. Yeah, just kick me again.
I always think I have a fresh chance since it is different jurors every time, for different topics; typically I paint something special like I did this time. But it's been so long since I have gotten into a show. It's embarrassing to me and this was a tough blog to write. I would love for it all to be happy happy but it's not. And despite telling myself this was just one (or two) person's opinion(s); that I am successfully supporting myself with my art; that I have experienced regular recurring success on multiple levels this year.......despite all that stuff....it still sucks big time.