Morning Mist Through Burnham Beeches
During the past couple of years I’ve taken to entering art competitions, both small, online and national. Needless to say, I’ve got nowhere so far. This can, at times, be soul destroying and disheartening, especially when you see the type of work that has won or achieved a placing or merited recognition. I sometimes feel if I paint something “crap” it might get somewhere instead of the “chocolate box” images I prefer to paint but that would be doing myself a disservice. I’ve learned art is a lot like writing, both the artist and the author has to be thick-skinned. Some people love your work, others don’t. That’s life, and thank goodness we don’t all have the same tastes.
Not to be a person who gives up, I recently took part in an art challenge, organised by an international art group I am a member of. The subject matter was an autumnal forest scene for us to interpret in our own style and medium.
And… my painting was given … First Place. Wow! Now that really boosted the spirit.
Hope you like it as much as those who voted for it.