For other kids my age, maybe it was connecting the bat to the ball at just the right moment, and watching the crowd go wild with excitement, that drew them to sports. Making art, rarely has anything to do with an immediate public reaction, but instead, takes one on a journey into the inner self, through play, research and obsession. The process is its own reward.
The reward is there until the day you decide to put your stuff out for others to see, react to, and possibly not in the way you desire. Entering a juried exhibition is a risk that many artists prefer not to take. What If???...IT does not get accepted?
Over the years, I’ve learned that it can be an emotional experience to have a piece that you’ve nurtured like a new baby be rejected. HOURS spent sketching, thinking, pushing around paint. Why Did They Not Accept It? One’s critical eye and over-active imagination could easily propel one into a wrestling match with inner gremlins.
But, what if, instead of roiling in a self-induced state of despair, one relies on others (did I say “the team”) for an objective critique? If you can be willing to look at something with a fresh eye, and listen to comments, whether or not you agree with them, if might send you back to the easel or workbench with a newfound determination to work through the “loss.” Ask more questions, look more deeply; try new ideas, and maybe the “loss” will be turned into a “win”. The “win”, ultimately is very subjective, and can’t be measured in points, goals, or public reaction. Now…on to the new canvas.
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