Yesterday was the postmark deadline for Visual Aids' annual fundraiser, Postcards from the Edge. Basically every year they put out an open call for 4" x 6" artworks, to be exhibited en masse, anonymously, in a Chelsea gallery for one weekend around the holidays. Each piece is sold for $75 whether it was made by Kiki Smith, Jeff Koons, or a nobody like me. All proceeds go to support the fight against AIDS and aiding HIV+ artists. More info can be found at their website
here.
Every year I try to twist all of my friends' arms into doing it too; it's just that I think the benefit is a really great idea on several different levels. This is my third year doing it and I almost didn't make it, but I said Renee, you asshole, get your little brushes. And I did. Got to the post office at 2:30pm with my parcel properly packaged (DRY, wrapped in vellum and sandwiched between cardboard accompanied by accurately completed, necessary forms). Here she blows:
I've felt like this forever (tired kids)
I always forget when I am making something, that metallic paints reproduce horribly. Yet I cannot resist their charms. This is a pencil drawing based off of a vintage photo, with metallic peach tempera. Nothing epic but I'm taking a break from over-thinking everything, allowing myself to break some of my dumber, self-imposed rules and playing with ideas and imagery.
Labels: 2009, annual, art, awesome, benefit, fundraiser, kids, metallic, passed out, postcard, postcards from the edge, Renee Delosh, the body, visual aids