Visited my dear friend Sharde at her place. As she cooked us a really yummy lunch and served me raspberry beer and snacks — very much an awesome hostess — I petted her cats Tao and Taboo, watched Drunk Kitchen, and walked around her apartment, admiring her decor.
While watching SNOWPIERCER and part of FROZEN, we painted in her living room using her supplies. She had a few small canvases and a huge collection of brushes and acrylic paints (with colors even I don’t have yet).
While she went the abstract route, I painted her smothering her ‘sons’ Tao and Taboo — an overdue gift. She loved it.
In this post, I want to briefly mention that I was rejected today for a juried exhibition I desperately wanted to be a part of. It sucks. It really, really sucks. Especially when I submitted what I still believe is my best, most ambitious work.
I told some people it was my first time submitting art but it’s not the first time I’ve been rejected by a gallery. Right now, after some comforting words and hugs from Mike, a cup of coffee, late-night hash browns and R&B therapy, I feel okay. Still sad, but okay.
I have so much to look forward to; I’m only just starting out. I will continue doing research to look for more exhibitions and creating even more art.
Above all else, I’m beyond grateful for my mom who helped me drop off the artwork when I was out of town, for Mike who always seem to know what to say to make me feel better, and other very nice people, like Sharde who messaged me to keep trying and my former professor who emailed me some PDFs to uplift me.