This spring will take me to two of the most beautiful places on the planet: Wyoming and then Hawaii. Jackson Hole, WY is one of my all-time favorite destinations (although I am partial to Florence, Prague, and Barcelona.) International locales aside, it's tough to beat JH. The mountains. The people. The skiing. The art. I am never ready to leave. Every direction you look could be an image on a postcard. It's breathtaking. Next time I plan on bringing my paints and easel with me for a little plein air work. Until then photos will have to suffice.
For the past couple months I've been researching galleries and I used part of our time in WY for a little reconnaissance work. I think I have found a couple that might be a good fit for my work. Fingers crossed they feel the same. It's always scary to put your work (translation: yourself) "out there." Any rejection feels so personal. But I am learning that the sting of rejection doesn't compare to the torment of regret. So I'm going to be brave. My goal this month is to finish my research, put together some gallery packets and send them out. Gulp. Wish me luck.