Last Friday we went to our local arts organization to check out an exhibit that I am participating in. The theme is Disturbed, which I thought was right up my alley, and I had submitted a black and white photograph of a moth on a window screen.
Surprisingly enough, I won Guest Judge’s Favorite–first place among about a dozen and a half other artworks.
This is only the second time I have submitted artwork of mine and it felt like a great accomplishment just getting it framed and submitted. I wasn’t even sure I was going to do it this time as I was feeling frazzled and pressured by other things going on in my life. But step by step I eventually got my act together and brought the picture in on the very last day they were accepting submissions.
Of course I ended up missing the opening reception for the show as I would’ve had to go alone and I didn’t want to do that.
I wonder what my reaction would have been if I’d been mingling in the crowd all by my lonesome when the ribbon was awarded? Whatever total shock looks like, I guess!!!
As it was, I received an email with the good news and spent the next week savoring my accomplishment and telling only my husband. It was like a little reward to every so often remind myself: Someone liked my photograph better than all the others in the show! How about that? I don’t have to apologize for doing well. I don’t have to explain what the picture meant. Somebody liked it enough to hang a ribbon on it. Somebody who doesn’t even know me thought it was really cool.
My photograph will be shown in the current exhibit until December and then move onto to another facility for others to see for a few more months after that. By the time I get it back, there will have been a couple more exhibits for me to submit my work to.
This recognition was not necessary for me to keep going, but it did give me a little boost. It makes me feel like I’m on the right path for now. Actually, this feels like a new path for the first time in my life.
Which feels like a good reason to hope again.