In the British Library, trying to refocus on my PhD work as well as ideas for an 826-inspired centre in London – ordered a book of an art show organised by 826NYC (NB: the tendency to have to link to an Amazon page, it’s not for sale on 826NYC anymore, this was mentioned at Bookcamp a few times).
See, Anna, the image is definitely crucial!
This 2006 art show was an auction to benefit the 826NYC store. Alternate methods for funding! Hook people in with this kind of cultural event?
The blurb inside the book describing 826’s activities:
“826NYC is a nonprofit organization intended to supporting students aged 6-18 with their creative and expository writing skills, and to helping teachers inspire their students to write. Our services are structured around our belief that great leaps in learning can happen with one-on-one attention and that strong writing skills are fundamental to future success. With this in mind we provide drop-in tutoring, field trips, after-school workshops, in-schools tutoring, help for English language learners, and assistance with student publications. All of our free programs are challenging and enjoyable, and ultimately strengthen each student’s power to express ideas effectively, creatively, confidently, and in his or her individual voice.”
The ‘book’, such as it is, is a box holding 22 prints on heavy card.
Artists include Chris Ofili, Fred Tomaselli, Mamma Anderson, Marcel Dzama, and Jockum Nordström.
Each print has on its reverse a piece of criticism by an 826 student (aged between 6 and 8.
I can’t find any of the images online, but there’s a Marcel Dzama similar to this one that’s in the 2008 auction:
The kid’s comment on the 2006 print, which has people playing a song on a tree, roughly.
“Wow. There’s like a whole village. I see people doing some jazz, some people smoking, some people are sitting on the streets doing jazz. Oh my god! One guy has a gun! Some guy is playing darts. One’s dancing. One’s sitting, one’s sitting, one’s looking at something, one’s stepping on art and smoking, one’s shooting a film. Oh, and there’s a bird eating somebody’s foot off.”