Friday, March 9, 2018

Four Seasons in the Garden of Toilerance


Four Seasons in the Garden of Toilerance
2018
4 30 x 30 inch embroidered panels
glow-in-the-dark thread and floss on printed cotton/linen canvas

Made for curator Kory Rogers IN THE GARDEN exhibition opening at the Shelburne Museum on March, 16, 2018, this is my fourth custom toile print. Renderings by Alex Kuno, Emily Brooks and Shayne Taylor, inked by Emily Brooks.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

TRIBES exhibition


My solo exhibition, TRIBES, is currently on view at The Gilded Owl in Hudson, NY through January 5th. 105 WARREN ST HUDSON, NY 12534 (917)270-2480 ANDY@THEGILDEDOWL.COM


ON THE SPECTRUM,
2017
Rayon floss on linen toile
31” x 35”

FLAMER,
2017
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
28” x 36”
YOUNG JUGGALOS IN LOVE,
2017
Rayon floss on linen toile upholstered on a late 1940’s Chiavari Paragina chair
THE LONERS,
2017
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
28” x 36”
PIEBALDS & ALBINOS,
2017
Cotton floss on linen toile
31” x 35”
THINGS YOU CAN DO IN A BALLOON,
2017
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
30” x 36”
A GREEN MAN,
2015
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
24” x 24”
HIM, AGAIN,
2015
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
33” x 39”
CAN’T GET THERE FROM HERE,
2015
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
31” x 35”
THE NARCISSISTS,
2015
Cotton and rayon floss on linen toile
19”x 25”

The Eighties




RICHARD SAJA
The Eighties
slipcast porcelain
dimensions variable
2017
Fabricated by:
Jonathan White, Odd Inq
Made possible by a grant from the Peter S. Reed Foundation

Photography by Kyle Dubay, courtesy of the Institute of Contemporary Art at Maine College of Art.

Born in the mid-sixties, I became aware of my difference as a child and this difference really blossomed in my adolescence in the early 80s - - a time coincidental with the beginning of the AIDS epidemic. Growing up in the NYC area, the “gay plague” was a frequent news story and a hysterical media instilled in my then-impressionable young mind a terror whose presence still reverberates, regardless of reason. The “safe sex” movement was something I paid attention to, preferring self-preservation to the alternative and I am one of the lucky ones who got away in those early days. I lost many dear, beautiful and gentle people to the virus - one after the other they fell helpless to a little understood illness. This work is a memorial not only to them but also to those who took care of them in their often horrible last days: to the partners, to the families, to the doctors and nurses and to all the caregivers of the epidemic. For Ray, Will, Tim, Jaimie, Albert and Emilio, I remember.

The final image is the piece shrouded at the ICA for The Day Without Art 2017.