I can’t even begin to tell you how mad and disappointed I feel.
That amazing opportunity to go to NYC for a month and study at the School of Visual Arts as a resident just hit a brick wall…hard.
The e-mail said:
Thank you so much for confirming your participation in the Sculpture Residency.
Unfortunately, we have had to cancel session 1 of the program, and will be consolidating participants into session 2 (June 23-July 24).
I apologize for the inconvenience that this may cause and am writing to see if you are available to join us for session 2. If not, we will of course refund your payment immediately.
Please let me know as soon as possible what you would like to do so that we can accommodate you to our best ability.
I actually screamed when I read this. Then I cried.
I feel like Charlie Brown after Lucy has taken the ball away.
As one of my friends said, I was already there in my mind, it is so utterly difficult to pull myself back to Maryland.
Make no mistake, I will get over it. Other opportunities are out there. I can still apply next year, blah blah blah. (FYI, I can’t make the second session because of a prior commitment).
Today, though, I am disappointed. That is all that I can manage.
I’ll leave you with the latest picture of my kangaroo, I moved the eyes recently and the face continues to take shape…