|paintings included in my application: "Green couch #1"|
There's always that brief moment of optimism when you realize the organization you sent an application to 6 months ago, and that you totally forgot all about, is finally getting back to you. Some of these letters are quick and to the point and when I ran my gallery I always tried to do that, but some are so long and drawn out, it's torturous. Paragraphs and paragraphs about the uncommonly large number of applicants this year and how great it is that you're pursuing your art career and how great they are for providing such wonderful funding for the arts, etc. etc.
I'm at the point where I don't read it. My eyes quickly scan for that one word that says it all. Once I see the word then I go back and actually read the whole letter.
The word, of course, is unfortunately.
This morning I got a rejection email (even worse than a letter) that didn't get to the point until four paragraphs down. Finally there it was:
"Unfortunately, we are not able to fund your application, but we want you to know that we are inspired by your commitment to your craft and by the sacrifices you're making to pursue it."
"Green couch #2"
Okay so we've all been there, done that, but here's the prize at the bottom of the cereal box, they actually gave me feedback! That hardly ever happens, on top of which I thought it was pretty good feedback. Six paragraphs down it said:
Our jurors are invited to provide feedback about the applications they review. We wanted to share the following:
"Intelligent, muscular contemporary abstracts that have the flow of de Kooning combined with the chunky organic expressionism of Philip Guston!"
"I see a great dedication in your studio practice. There is a long standing investigation one can see in your works. I'm curious to see where it goes."
|"Green couch #3"|
I mean, I'd rather have gotten the $6,000. Frankly if I'm painting anything close to de Kooning and Guston shouldn't I have gotten the grant?
You can never figure these things out but needless to say
this might be my favorite rejection letter of all time.
This one I'm keeping!