I took a step back, had a good look, and returned to my painting and applied some finishing touches. A step back again, and well...maybe one more touch here, maybe there and then that's it! I'm finished, I told myself with assurance. I had put a great deal of work into this painting,and now with the calendar and clock closing in on the deadline to enter the juried show I felt confident that my painting was ready to be judged. Friends and colleagues agreed. I awaited my acceptance letter.

Three days later I received notification that my painting had been rejected.

How? Why? What happened?

Of course I was disappointed by this news; the following day that disappointment turned to dejection; on my way to pick up my painting prior to the art show the 'blues' had set in. I claimed my painting and saw the long look on the faces of those, who like me, had suffered a rejection.

When I returned home with my painting I promptly found space for it on my living room wall. I looked at it, pretty much judged it anew, and felt more than ever that this was a quality painting in every way. So what happened? How could this painting be rejected?

We've been told all our life that "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." That seems so, but in the eyes of a juror--or panel of jurors--in a juried art exhibition, there are many factors that juror(s) must deal with--including the time available to review your work. Also, there are other considerations--will the exhibit have a surplus of oil paintings and perhaps not enough acrylics? Are watercolors fairly represented in this show? Photography? Collages? Mixed media? You soon realize the reasons are many and that they are rather arbitrary.

Accept out of hand that being rejected doesn't mean your work is awful, and that you have no talent and no reason to enter your art in future juried exhibitions.

Jump to a year later. The same juried exhibition. I removed my 'rejected' painting from the wall and completed the documents needed to enter the show that last year had sent me packing.

Three days later I received an email informing me that my painting had been accepted. Moreover, the painting was sold mid-way in the exhibition.

Lesson learned.
ecolour- (Erika)