Because the nonprofit sector always lags 9-12 months behind the economy, many nonprofits will only now begin to feel the effects of the recession. Kim will throw you some life preservers so you can make it through the year, while you build for long-term growth.$150 for organizations with budgets over $1 million$100 for organizations with budgets between $250,000 and $1 million$50 for organizations with budgets less than $250,000
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Anyway, jobs for everybody!
The Bronx Defenders is seeking a teaching artist to develop, implement, and evaluate their Community Arts Exchange summer day camp scheduled from July 13 - July 24.
Health Department Continues Investigation of Swine Flu Cluster
Swine flu is in New York City and appears to spread in patterns resembling a seasonal influenza. So far, virtually all confirmed and suspected cases have been mild.
Read the press release (En español)
Read OEM's Ready NY flu guide (in PDF)
Download Swine Influenza: What New Yorkers Need To Know (En español) (in PDF)
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
"GRADUATE education is the Detroit of higher learning. Most graduate programs in American universities produce a product for which there is no market (candidates for teaching positions that do not exist) and develop skills for which there is diminishing demand (research in subfields within subfields and publication in journals read by no one other than a few like-minded colleagues), all at a rapidly rising cost (sometimes well over $100,000 in student loans)."Also: The Odyssey - Robert Fagles
Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns
driven time and again off course, once he had plundered
the hallowed heights of Troy.
Many cities of men he saw and learned their minds,
many pains he suffered, heartsick on the open sea,
fighting to save his life and bringing his comrades home.
But he could not save them from disaster, hard as he strove
the recklessness of their own ways destroyed them all,
the blind fools, they devoured the cattle of the Sun
and the Sungod blotted out the day of their return.
Launch out on his story, Muse, daughter of Zeus,
start from where you will sing for our time too.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Johns Hopkins University School of Education and The Dana Alliance for Brain Research are co-sponsors of an upcoming conference entitled The Creative Brain: Arts, Cognition & Learning.
The conference blurb tells attendees what to expect:
"Neuroscience is exploring the neural basis of creativity and the connections between the arts, music, dance, drama, and cognition. This conference will explore the latest brain research on how the arts can improve achievement, learning, reading, math, mood, and interventions for learning disorders, and offers strategies to create more creative-thinking students and schools."
Registration is here.
The discipline of music therapy (MT) was established in 1950, and last year close to a million people received MT services in hospitals, care facilities, hospices and schools. MT is not merely playing music for people, although that’s beneficial. Practitioners are skilled musicians who play instruments and sing, then are trained and certified to use music for therapeutic purposes.
no matter what you give them,
still want the moon.
white meat and dark,
The marriage bed
and the cradle,
still empty arms.
You give them land,
their own earth under their feet,
still they take to the roads.
And water: dig them the deepest well,
still it's not deep enough
to drink the moon from.
Monday, April 27, 2009
|I Sing the Body Electric|
|by Walt Whitman|
I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?
And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
And if the body does not do fully as much as the soul? And if the body
were not the soul, what is the soul?
It's good to be rich.
A study funded by the Pew Charitable Trust finds that about two-thirds of children with average math scores and low-income parents never go to college, but nearly two-thirds of high-income kids with average math scores do go to college:
At Think Progress, charts reveal the extent of the inequities.
"The truly amazing thing to me is that parental income isn't just crucial in getting to college, and getting through college -- its effects linger on, basically, in perpetuity. One of the most remarkable findings from the Pew Charitable Trusts' Economic Mobility Project is that a child from a family in the top income quintile who does not get a college degree is more likely to wind up in the top income quintile himself than a child from a family in the bottom income quintile who does get a college degree (see here -- PDF)."
Also: Popular - Wicked
Friday, April 24, 2009
Metropolitan Youth Orchestras of Central Alabama (MYOCA) is a non-profit organization dedicated to advancing musical talent in the youth of central Alabama. Through its extraordinary Scrollworks program, the organization offers FREE music lessons by coordinating a roster of volunteer teachers.
It's something like Venezuela's El Sistema; a publicly financed music-education program that produced Gustavo Dudamel and this bit of magnificence.
By the way, another organization, ArtCorp, sends volunteer professional artists to work in Central America locations; presenting the arts as an "effective methodology for community empowerment and engagement, educating and inspiring people to participate actively in improving the environmental, health, and social conditions in their communities."
Application deadlines are May 1, May 29 and June 26, 2009.
You might consider joining.
It's the great depression. I want to believe, but I do not understand why we have decided that one of our most high-profile national priorities should be the creation of new volunteer opportunities for artists.
Also: Sonnet 29
When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least:
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,--and then my state
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.
William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Artists are facing sharp increases in unemployment. Our unemployment rate is comparable to that of the overall workforce (6.1 percent) but twice that of comparable "professional” workers (3.0 percent.)
In March, the NEA published Artists in a Year of Recession a report drawn from unpublished data provided by the Department of Labor.
If you have been paying attention, you will not be shocked by any of the key findings:
- Unemployment rates for artists have risen more rapidly than for U.S. workers as a whole.
- Artist unemployment rates would be even higher if not for the large numbers of artists leaving the workforce.
- Performing artists had a higher unemployment rate than that of artists overall. Their rate was 8.4 percent in the fourth quarter of 2008, a 1.6-point increase from the prior-year period.
The bad news is that the job market for artists is unlikely to improve until long after the U.S. economy starts to recover.
The good news is that we still have time.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
- balance objects by changing and moving objects on a lever;
- differentiate between potential and kinetic energy;
- make connections between science and sculpture;
- name the function and parts of a lever;
- study and interpret the mobiles of Alexander Calder.
When: Saturday, May 2, 2009: 1–2 p.m.
Where: The Great Hall at Cooper Union: 7 East 7th Street
Tickets: $10/$8 PEN Members
Neil Gaiman wrote The Wolves in the Walls.
And there were.
Also: The New York Times reports that the private student lending industry and its Congressional allies are "maneuvering to thwart a plan by President Obama to end a subsidized loan program and redirect billions of dollars in bank profits to scholarships for needy students."
I have a postcard for Catalan Days, a multidisciplinary festival featuring artists from Catalonia and the Balearic Islands.
"Produced by the Institut Ramon Llull, the festival includes dance, film, literature, classical, jazz and electronic music, plus world famous Catalan cuisine, and is held in partnership with the Baryshnikov Arts Center, Jazz Standard, Lincoln Center’s Film Society, PEN American Center World Voices, Carnegie Hall, and the CUNY Graduate Center."
There will be a program of FREE events at the Baryshnikov Arts Center.
May 2 (Sat) at 8:00PM - THEATERThe Time of the Doves is the most acclaimed novel by Mercè Rodoreda (1908-1983), one of Catalonia’s most beloved authors.
The Time of the Doves (La plaça del Diamant) by Mercè Rodoreda
Performed by Jessica Lange
Directed by Joan Ollé
Reservations are required: 212-279-4200 / www.ticketcentral.com
For information about Catalan Days festival events occurring at other venues, please visit: www.llull.cat/catalandays.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
September 1, 1939
by W. H. Auden
I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offence
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad,
Find what occurred at Linz,
What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.
Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again.
Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective Man,
Each language pours its vain
But who can live for long
In an euphoric dream;
Out of the mirror they stare,
And the international wrong.
Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day:
The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.
The windiest militant trash
Important Persons shout
Is not so crude as our wish:
What mad Nijinsky wrote
Is true of the normal heart;
For the error bred in the bone
Of each woman and each man
Craves what it cannot have,
Not universal love
But to be loved alone.
From the conservative dark
Into the ethical life
The dense commuters come,
Repeating their morning vow;
"I will be true to the wife,
I'll concentrate more on my work,"
And helpless governors wake
To resume their compulsory game:
Who can release them now,
Who can reach the deaf,
Who can speak for the dumb?
All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.
Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.