And, that's just what I did - go back to my car and slink back home. The judges encouraged me to submit entries next August. If they did not care for my work in 2012, why are they going to like it in 2013. I am sure I will have a better attitude in time. But, why should I put myself through that again. Oh, sure you're told only 20 artists were selected for the final judging and you should be proud you were one of those. (Close only counts in horse shoes and atomic bombs.)
At this point, I'm ready to put my camera down and walk away for a while. Actually, I think the problem is I haven't picked the camera up in three months. The few moments I had the time, I wasn't in the right place. If I was in the right place, the light was atrocious. I just need to get away from it all and go shoot something - with the Nikon that is. That will comfort my soul. Of course only if the light is right, I find a great place to go, and something decent comes from the effort.
The odds don't look too good here.