You spend hours working on a piece. Later you feel like gambling and rather than run off to buy a few lottery tickets you spend hours deciding which pieces to enter into a prestigious exhibition. The nerve!
Then you spend more hours re-photographing them and obsessing over the paperwork and meeting the deadline, barely. Then, one day after you've forgotten about it, the Fat Letter (or Fat Email) arrives to let you know that your work has been accepted and your job is far from over. "Lavanderia" will be going to Art Quilt Elements 2012 and I am incredibly honored.
I submitted my three entries without artist statements and now I have to come up with one hundred words either about my work in general or this piece in particular. You say "How hard could that be...she never shuts up here on the web.."
Well folks, this time it's going into print and I don't want to make a fool of myself. I didn't write a statement in the first place because I wanted the work to speak for itself. Now I have to speak for and about it carefully and thoughtfully. I probably shouldn't go on about how the basic composition came about while I sat in my car parked in the winter sunshine outside the local lavanderia (I like that word so much more than laundromat) waiting on three huge loads of wash to dry and observing several older women inside go back and forth between heated arguing and companionable agreement as they watched their own laundry churning.