I'm sure it's in the guide books. It's probably listed in all of those books on my shelf that I gathered when we were moving here. I've probably flipped by the page with its entry a few dozen times. The thing is, there are SO MANY MUSEUMS HERE. (Poor me, I know) I'm almost positive I read the name and dismissed it as just another art museum. I'll get around to it. In the meantime there is the Met and the Guggenheim and the Rubin and MOMA and and and.
Staffed by "Teaching Artists" the place is filled with slightly nutty, exuberant young artists who are experts at guiding kids without doing the art for them. I was amazed at how patient they were, especially given the school's out for the week crowd that was there yesterday. Briton disappeared into the film studio and spent the whole day working on different kinds of animation (it was dark, I couldn't take pictures in there, but he was there, trust me) while Evie visited most of the art studios and stations, trying out watercolors, acrylics, puppet making, clay sculpture, dry erase crayons (I didn't even know they existed!), pastels, stamps and probably some other things that I'm forgetting.
The only downside of the day - other than the fact that my camera battery ran out twenty minutes in and I had no camera - is that I really wish I had known about this place earlier. Not that we are leaving tomorrow, but oh, so many times that we could have used a space to go and spend the day painting and sculpting and gluing buttons onto socks and launching ourselves into a pile of giant balls. Ah well.
If you are bringing children to New York, I would highly recommend it. And if, while you are there, you happen to pass a food truck called Frites and Meats, stop for some fries with wasabi mayo because, YUM, those were good too.