Just juried in.

“I like it. There’s someone in there.” That’s what a legendary artist told me when I shared this painting.”

“Matriarch,” 14×18, oil on canvas.

Honestly, that alone was enough validation for me. But I went ahead and entered “Matriarch” into the second annual online exhibition of The American Impressionist Society. This weekend, I got notification that it was juried in. I’ve been in a funk in recent months, which has affected my painting. Hard to believe we’re going into a second winter of the pandemic; Delta is currently surging in my state. This acceptance lifted my spirits and got me back in the studio.

This is the toughest show I’ve been juried into yet … about a 25% acceptance rate, and the base level of talent is much higher than most shows. It is humbling to see my name listed alongside so many wonderful artists. Here’s a link to the the online catalog.

This painting is of my often-quirky and usually sweet mother. I recently gifted it to a niece (Mom’s granddaughter) who’s always been loving and respectful to Mom. The niece recently married and bought her first home, so it seemed like the perfect time for an heirloom gift.

As always, thanks for your interest in my work.

My nephew for the win!

For a while now, I’ve been trying to make the leap from local exhibitions into regional ones. Seems like a logical progression; right? But after a deep discussion with my mentor, I concluded that jurors were much the same at any level of show.

I gave myself “permission” to go ahead and enter a national juried show. I suspected I might be ready.

But which show to enter?

I’ve learned it’s important to pick shows that are compatible with my work. Many shows favor abstracts and unconventional media these days. Totally legit artwork and also totally their right to choose whatever they prefer. Just not what I do.

Also, it couldn’t be just any show. There are hundreds of national shows, many not that hard to get into. It had to be a show that was worth getting into, otherwise I wouldn’t find any satisfaction in it.

A look at the previous catalogs of the American Impressionist Society, one of the top artist organizations in the United States, told me they would be open to my style of painting. I entered the impending AIS show.

Woohoo alert!

Yesterday, I received notification that I was accepted. Very honored to be included in a showcase with some very prominent and talented artists.

So, hey, y’all. My first national show is under my belt. It feels good.

Thanks to all who’ve helped and encouraged me along the way. Accepted painting is of my nephew. “Imp,” 12×9, oil on Arches oil paper.