Showing posts from 2012

Time to Purge

My husband has an overwhelming challenge before him.   He is in charge of a project that requires the purging and clean-up of a huge company warehouse.   I envision it as a corporate pentagon project with rows and rows of material.   There are parts that belong to numerous departments within his company, some of which are obsolete and yet some still usable and valuable.    It has been a frustrating and painful process.   It is his responsibility to identify the junk that will be purged.   Some of the inventory has been stored for years, and it’s difficult to find the right “owner.”   So, he sets out to do just that.   Once he identifies the owner, he notifies them and proceeds to tell them that his assignment requires immediate action.   He gives them the opportunity to view their “stash” and to make a decision about it.   He clearly informs them that if he doesn’t hear back from them by a certain date, their stuff will be gone, forever.   Clearly, he pushes buttons in people

Rejection Reflection

The warning was well received.   My friend and fellow artist, Lisa, encouraged me to submit my artwork for a juried show.   This would be my first attempt at such an endeavor.   Little did she realize she was doing me a huge favor.   She warned me that my work could get rejected and then she explained why.   This didn’t click for me at the time, but it proved to be so helpful when I opened the email from the studio about my submission.   It was a nicely worded rejection notice.   I read it over once, and then a second time, carefully analyzing the wording, trying to read between the lines to find some clue that somehow stamped a grade on my work.   Pass?   Fail?   Then I remembered Lisa’s words.   She warned me that sometimes a style of work doesn’t fit the theme or the look of a show.    Did it take away the sting?   Well, not initially.   I did have a pity party for a few moments.   Then I realized no one else was at the party so it had to end pretty quickly.   The words