Tonight I came home after a long day of work and was met with no less than 20 boxes on my doorstep. Tomorrow is the 2nd annual Art of Giving fundraiser and so it was to be expected (I started this fundraiser last year with one of my best girlfriends who left a highly lucrative job in finance to volunteer fulltime at a transitional housing group in Venice for women and their children called Venice Community Housing).
Here’s what I never expected- last year I asked an artist that I had long admired, Parvez Taj, to donate a piece of his work for the silent auction…he donated two. And today when I started unpacking the boxes for our little fundraiser tomorrow night (raffle tickets anyone?) I found amoung the many boxes another donation of art…3 pieces this time.
I continued to make my through the rubble of cardboard and got to a very large at the box at the back that had my name on it…
And as I began to release the packing tape from the gargantuan brown box I realized what I was opening…
I had been in love with a piece called ‘The Nest’ which depicts in an almost Rothko-esque way a mother duck and her ducklings leaving the nest. I had always wanted to collect something but this particular artist seemed too out of reach for me…I am more of a shot glasses or state spoons kind of collector!
And when I saw the artist’s signature on the piece I thought only one thing….
In life you either make it harder for people or you make it better.
I want to be one of the people who makes it better like someone did for all the families tomorrow night by donating…and for me by reminding me that there is no gray area…and I want to be one of the people who makes it better.