I have been an avid member of Artists For Humanity since I was fifteen. I have witnessed new groups of teenagers haul in by the dozen at the start of every month. I have witnessed the veterans come and go, and come back again for more. There is an omnipotent magnitude about this building that tends to draw people back to it. This is a family, a haven and a home, in every sense of the words.
Heading back to the building from a field trip, the Sculpture mentor, Nick stated “Alright guys, let’s go home.” The children teasingly asked “Artists For Humanity is our home now?” The answer was yes. A simple statement said absentmindedly had summed up my high school experience at Artists For Humanity.