This is my quilt, Blue Towers. It was recently rejected from Tactile Architecture, an exhibit that debuts at the Houston Quilt Show (aka, International Quilt Festival).
To be seen on my blog is truly wonderful. However, blog readership has really gone down in the recent years. I'm not sure if it is my work, or my blog, or just a general trend? And the other note is that my work looks really different in real life as compared to a small image on a computer screen. I suspect that is true of most art. That's why I work so hard to get it out there.
How do I feel about this rejection? This time it just didn't matter that much. A lot of people I know ruminate about the WHY part of the equation. I don't usually go there, or if I do, I don't stay long. I like my work, or I wouldn't have entered it. I am very critical of my own work, and usually my critique is more valuable to me than what other people might say. I will say that being rejected by a juror whom I respect does give me cause to go back and re-evaluate my work. I did not get that opportunity this time. For some odd reason, Houston prefers to keep their jurors' identities secret. And this is where I must lack some serious empathy because for the life of me, I can't imagine why?
Being a juror is hard work. It is difficult to take a bajillion photos and pick only a few that will work as a cohesive exhibit. Not an enviable task. I look forward to seeing the quilts that were selected. And, it is unlikely that I will agree with all of the jurors' choices, but it was their choice to make, not mine. Without any knowledge or details, I usually just assume that my quilt didn't fit in as well as perhaps some others did. And, I am okay with that.