It's a "no."
Had a bit of a sulk, then went to a couple of bead/gem stones and spent several hundred dollars. Nothing like retail therapy.
On a funny side - I had to write an "artist statement" for the jury. All about what inspires me- the burning urges inside that help bubble up all my creativity. I know I should have one and so I spent hours one day trying to write this thing without sounding like a pompous git. Apparently, what I wrote seems to be more akin to soft porn. My husband read it and thinks its hot. All the talking about the molten metal swirling around or something. I should spend more time alone with him apparently..... he seems a bit hard up. Too funny.
So a bit cheesed I guess about the results, but to coin an overused phrase, "it is what it is."
Back to work.
Cheers!
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