Sometimes, it doesn't take much to cheer a girl up. After a failed attempt at some retail therapy, my husband promised to buy me an iPod
(pink, with a little stereo dock) or a bike
(or maybe a cute little cruiser instead) if I complete a certain self-portrait.
The thing is, I really do have to finish it. The Maryland Art Place has released a Call for Entries for their upcoming exhibit ... KITSCH! I'm going to apply, since I all but got thown out of art school for "making kitsch, not art," so it seems like a theme I may actually have a shot at!
I've never gotten into a juried show before. I haven't really applied to many, either, and I never expect to get in, but that doesn't make the rejection any more wrenching. It's the hardest part of being an artist. It's the only job I know where sucess or failure feels like an evaluation of myself as a person. I'm way too sensative for this.