I have a six day residency right here in Cranston, RI. I didn’t have to apply for this opportunity. There were no fees. I didn’t have to write a statement about why I need the time and how it would change my career.
I had only to convince myself that I should not feel guilty even though there is no prestige attached to this residency. Making the decision was the hardest part, but is done. My shifts have been filled.
I have been rejected this past year for grants and residencies from some of the best. The MacDowell Colony, the Pollock-Krasner Foundation, the R.I.S.D. Musuem, and the always reliable for rejection, RI State Council on the Arts. I have written statements for applications that have made me cry. It wasn’t enough.
I’ll have to walk my dog. I’ll do the wash and vacuum. I’ll water my flowers and grass. I won’t have anyone fixing me breakfast and dinner, nor will any baskets of lunch be left outside my studio door. I won’t have the built in community of like minded people. But I’ll wake to day after glorious day of hours to be a full time artist.
It’s been a bruising year for me. But there is this:
Dear Jessica, congratulations. I look forward to seeing what you’ll do when you have six days to do what you love. Have a wonderful time.
My residency will begin July 3rd and end at the end of July 8th.
Six days. Congratulations Jess. You’re in.