Sometimes you just have to be brave and put yourself out there and hope everyone else gets what you were trying to say. Every couple of years, the art gallery at the University I work for has a staff art exhibition. Last time I thought I should enter something as there was a lot of craft type works entered (mainly quilts and embroidery). But I wasn't brave enough to put myself out there for potential criticism.
Then the invitation came around in the email in early April and I plucked up my courage and thought, 'Why Not What have you got to lose?' (Of course a little inner voice muttered things about public humiliation but I ruthlessly suppressed it).
It's a perfectly legitimate art show. See, you can read all about it here: The Autumn Salon. So I entered two pieces of work, the Knitographical cowl and Flat Fox.
And then I had to do an even braver thing - attend a gallery opening. First the, What Do I Wear? dilemma. I want to look arty but still me. The small talk over wine and cheese. Taking my family out in public to mix with the arty types and hoping they wouldn't embarrass me in public. (They tried very hard to).
For more details of Flat Fox see this post.