|Fall Out, 2011|
Acrylic, graphite, collage on paper
There it is, the bomb. Your heart sinks, you may try to brush it off, say it was a long shot, I didn't really want it, whatever. One such letter arrived in my mail box earlier this week. I applied for an award. I worked hard on it. Gave it my best shot. But I didn't make the cut for the next level.
But I do know that whether you are entering shows, applying for a grant, going on auditions, applying for college, jobs, etc. - disappointment comes with the territory. Frequently. (unless you are my niece Katie who got into every school- undergrad and grad to which she applied. You go girl!) And let's face it, -While it's not nearly as fun (or rewarding) as the other letter that begins- "Congratulations, or We are pleased/excited to inform you..." Showing up, putting yourself out there, takes courage, energy, and time.
So, while disappointed, I am really ok with it. (Well heck, what is the alternative?!) The truth, however, is that working on the application was an incredibly empowering experience. I dug deep, discovered some intrinsic truths about what I do and why I do it. Better than therapy, didn't cost me a thing... and as Arnold once said..."I'll be back...!"
What is your experience with the "Unfortunately..." letter? How do you bounce back?