Jane Kramer

Whose Art Is It? is the story of sculptor John Ahearn, a white artist in a black and Hispanic neighborhood of the South Bronx, and of the people he cast for a series of public sculptures commissioned for an intersection outside a police station. Jane Kramer, telling this story, raises one of the most urgent questions of our time: How do we live in a society we share with people who are, often by their own definition, "different?" Ahearn's models were, by their own admission, "not the best of the neighborhood." They were a junkie, a hustler, and a street kid. Their images sparked a controversy throughout the community--and New York itself--over issues of white representations of people of color and the appropriateness of particular images as civic art. The sculptures, cast in bronze and painted, were up for only five days before Ahearn removed them.

This compelling narrative raises questions about community and public art policies, about stereotypes and multiculturalism. With wit, drama, sympathy, and circumspection, Kramer draws the reader into the multicultural debate, challenging our assumptions about art, image, and their relation to community. Her portrait of the South Bronx takes the argument to its grass roots--provocative, surprising in its contradictions and complexities and not at all easy to resolve.

Accompanied by an introduction by Catharine R. Stimpson exploring the issues of artistic freedom, "political correctness," and multiculturalism, Whose Art Is It? is a lively and accessibly introduction to the ongoing debate of representation and private expression in the public sphere.

Whose Art Is It? first appeared in The New Yorker 21 December 1992 and was awarded the National Magazine Award.… (mere)

I started out loving this book, the introduction set me on a nostalgic tour of how I'd learned to cook.

Then there was a good piece on Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Duguid who made some of my most beautiful and interesting cookbooks together.

Then there was a piece on Noma and I went; oh no, not again. But it was kind of fun though dated.

And then there was Thanksgiving and the lady is obsessed with Thanksgiving so it keeps coming back always. I'm Dutch. Thanksgiving is not a part Dutch culture. I got fed up and by the time I arrived at the article on hospitality I'd basically stopped reading.… (mere)