A Look Inside SAEN's Readiness Program
Right now somewhere in New York, maybe on the subway or tucked into a shoebox apartment or sprawled under the sun in Central Park, there is an artist. Maybe they’re playing saxophone under a bridge, or memorializing a moment in charcoal, or sitting quietly with their hands in their lap, fingers twitching with unfulfilled desire. Maybe you recognize this image because you’ve seen them on your afternoon walk. Or, maybe, you recognize it because this person is you, or the person you’d be if you...