the rejection

The Sulman is my new favourite painting prize to get rejected from.. there is a bit of ceremony in delivering the artworks… there is the wonderful quick turnaround time (1 week!!) and then the easy justification for the failure…

‘it’s a major prize.. the finalists are practically selected before the paintings are even seen….’

the Waverley prize.. that’s trickier… it takes forever for the selection process… it’s a smaller less prestigious prize (SO I SHOULD GET IN!!! it seems to mean more to not get into this prize than to not get in to the sulman)… and I have to go through the list of finalists (quite long!) and not find my name there after 3 or four times of trying… of course there is also the… while searching… seeing the names of good friends and colleagues… trying desperately to be ok with the stabbing pain of envy…

and then of course… the ‘… they just don’t understand me… they can’t see good art if it hit them on the head…’’ conversation my head needs to have

so while all this rejecting is going on.. I need to

find a place for it in my story


here goes:


reminds me.. that

being an artist

is about forging your own path

the rejection is just a gentle reminder about the necessary loneliness of the path..

it ‘s a

walk-alone-in-the-wilderness kind of groove.. but the wilderness is

where the magic lies…

it’s where I got to


get to


(there.. that’s better..)


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