“I like it. There’s someone in there.” That’s what a legendary artist told me when I shared this painting.”
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.
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.
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.
Some paintings just tend to draw people in … they have a quality that is hard to define. I did this self-portrait a few months back, when I found myself not wanting to get out of bed because the pandemic was wearing on me. So far, it’s been juried into several shows, and included in the Portrait Society of America’s quarterly journal. It is one of two paintings I submitted to be considered for membership in The Oil Painters of America. Choosing paintings for juries is always an esoteric crap shoot. It’s impossible to predict what any particular juror might like. But I made the right choice this time, evidently. Happy to be notified that I was accepted. 2021 seems to be looking up. “Wake Me When Covid is Over,” 12×16, oil on linen. This painting is currently for sale; contact me for info.
Anybody who knows me well, knows I read all the Nancy Drew books as a kid, hence the title. And they also know my favorite flower is the tulip, particularly ones that are white, because they sometimes have fragrance. Tulips are so casual, simple and unassuming. Effortless beauty. The Coco Chanel of flowers; less is more. They are, however, a challenge to paint. They bend and grow and droop significantly within a couple hours, so I had to work fast and loose. Sounds dirty, but … the description works, lol. Can’t help but associate this with my feelings as we start to emerge from the long winter of Covid. Much as I hate to part with it, this little beauty is available. 14×11, oil on linen panel. Shoot me an email if interested. Prices on my still life page.
I’ve been wanting to challenge myself for a while, so this month, I decided to take the plunge. I signed up for the Strada Easel 30-Day Challenge, which has an added twist in that you must draw or paint from life each day (not from photos or imagination). Well, it’s been hard, but here’s what I did. It should be noted that many of these are not finished, nor ideal. The point of the challenge is to discipline yourself to paint every day. Even if you don’t feel like it. Even if you think you don’t have the time, because you can almost always find time. I probably made it a little harder on myself than it had to be, by painting more complex subjects every day. I also painted more paintings than are show here, lol. What can I say, I’m a glutton for punishment! What are you doing to challenge yourself artistically?
Out again, trying to get used to my new plein air setup. Belle Isle was packed, so I headed to the lesser- visited side of the island. Something about this tree, with its patchwork bark, and the picnic table, completely neglected and overgrown, spoke to me. Started plein air, but unfortunately, the light abandoned me after about 35 minutes. Finished in my studio.