¿El arte contemporáneo le parece un sinsentido? En este primer título de la serie Miriam Elia se burla sin piedad del mundo del arte contemporáneo. Susan y John, acompañados por su madre, visitan un museo de Londres. Allí descubrirán, entre maravillados y aturdidos, el verdadero significado de las obras expuestas.
Los libros del Programa de Lectura de Escarabajo Pelotero son una parodia de las populares guías británicas Ladybird. La ambición de Miriam Elia no es otra que la de arrastrar a las familias hasta los rincones más oscuros del inconsciente colectivo para promover su enriquecimiento cultural.
Estas guías a todo color proponen un método de educación alternativa con el que niñas y niños aprenderán a odiar el estado, el patriarcado y los valores occidentales. El principal objetivo de estos libros no es, en realidad, enseñar nada, sino destruir miles de años de progreso continuado. Cada uno de ellos, aporta nuevos términos al final de cada página que introducen un segundo nivel de lectura, igual de desopilante.
Miriam Elia MA RCA is a visual artist and Sony nominated surreal comedy writer. After graduating from the Royal College of Art in 2006, her diverse work has included illustrated books such as ‘We go to the gallery’ and ‘The Diary of Edward the Hamster,’ as well as prints, drawings, short films, radio comedy and animations. She frequently writes in collaboration with her brother Ezra Elia.
Those who were primary school age in 1970s Britain are likely to be familiar with the distinctive style of Ladybird books. They were only just above pocket-size and pocket-money price. The prose was plodding, with deliberately limited vocabulary, often about banal subjects, most memorably, “Shopping with Mother”. They had a distinctive non-serif font, and flat illustrations that looked a little old-fashioned, even at the time. But they have a nostalgic glow nowadays, and I still have a shelf of them in my home.
Hence the success of the recent slew of spoofs, of which this is my favourite.
The attention to detail is impressive: it looks and feels delightfully like the real thing in physical form and the content and layout. The first clue that all is not what it seems is when you notice the Ladybird on the cover has been replaced with a Dung Beetle.
What I love about this is the way it uses warm evocations of the reader’s childhood to exploit stereotypical middle-aged, middle-class anxieties. Combining a child’s format with adult content creates an engaging disconnect, like that of Go the Fuck to Sleep (narrated by Samuel L Jackson).
Angst About Art
What could be a better subject for such a book than trying to help one’s children understand modern art, when one doesn’t want to admit to not understanding it oneself? But it’s all a necessarily part of keeping up middle class appearances.
“I could paint that,” says Peter. “But you didn’t,” says mummy.
This book makes the same points I concluded there (It’s all about reacting to materialism and political systems… And sex. Individuality… And death.) but far more humorously and thus more powerfully.
“Why is there a penis on the painting?”says Jane. “Because God is dead and everything is sex,” says mummy.
Ladybird, Penguin, and Dung Beetle
There are official spoofs published by Penguin, repurposing illustrations from original Ladybird books, and using a Ladybird logo: The Wife, The Husband, Mindfulness, The Shed etc. I've reviewed How it Works: The Husband and The WifeHERE, and, rather funnier, A Ladybird Book About Donald Trump, HERE. However, The Story of Brexit, which I reviewed HERE, was a dud.
The Dung Beetle ones ape the style very closely, but some of the illustrations are clearly NSFW, so not original Ladybird ones (and nor are the words). This is the first, and it started as an art project-cum-prank and led to a copyright case in court, which she eventually won: backstory.
As well as the spoof pages for children, another joy of the Dung Beetle books is the extra detail. For instance, The History of Dung Beetle Books on the back cover includes: "Their key goal is simple: to embed core literacy and numeracy skills into children's first knowledge of evil and death." *Hence the motto, "Est doctrina de stercore", which allegedly means "From shit comes learning".
"Is the art pretty?" says Susan. "No,"says Mummy, "Pretty is not important."
New words: pretty not important.
This book is superb, especially if you are not a fan of modern art. pleasantly rude, funny and to the point. The art is very similar to the old Ladybird books, in fact this delightful read is identical in every way to the original design and binding.
This book is hilarious. I’m so happy that my daughter spotted these during a recent visit to a Miami bookstore. She knows my taste and knew that I would love them.
“John sees the painting. ‘I could paint that,’ says John. ‘But you didn't,’ says Mummy.'
I don’t care for modern art at all, so this book was especially funny for me. The sarcasm and wit are the best.
These books are very similar to the Ladybird books for adults. They’re not at all appropriate for children, and also some adults would likely find them offensive.
I legitimately lost my sh*t at this satirical version of the classic Ladybird books, which I so fondly remember reading growing up. As pointed out by a friend of mine, if you replace Mummy in "We Go to the Gallery" with Satan, it reads just as well and makes all the more sense. Say, shall we go to the gallery now?
A kortárs művészet fantasztikus világában bírni kel a kiképzést, már 5 éves kor alatt is. A felnőtt tartalmat nem lehet elég korán elkezdeni! Miriam Elia fogott egy (létező, a fogott-egy miatt utóbb pereskedő) oktatási gyereksorozat formátumot, és látványvilágostul, oldalanként megtanult új kulcsszavastul meghekkelte. Ez lett az egyik legviccesebb izé, evör! A kortárs galériák WTF-érzéseinek szatirikus feldolgozása, abszolút közszolgálati!
I have no idea how this book landed on my list. I suspect something, but have to investigate further.
I got a second hand one in super condition for 1,39 EUR ;), quite the deal. I don't know if I should recommend you to buy it new (I presume it would cost some more...).
The thing is: I read it in 5 to 10 minutes and forced myself not to to giggle to much/ often, while my mmm significant other was asleep next to me. One might think the book is simple/ crazy/ stupid/ absurd/ ironic etc., I find it *brilliant*.
If you want to find out more about the book, check some other reviews, where users are posting images/ pages from it. This is the book. Definitely reread material. I mean, 5 - 10 minutes of brilliance, please, who wouldn't?!?!
Brilliant parody of the Peter and Jane style early reader books of my childhood. So few words and yet so many serious themes explored, all with tongue in cheek. A classic
I first came across this book a few years ago at Book Expo America, and it stuck in my mind. For some reason I remembered it a few weeks ago, ordered a copy on-line and promptly forgot about it again until it arrived in the mail today. (I’m pretty certain this is a glaring symptom of book addiction, but in my defense I accumulate an irrational number of books on a regular basis.)
It’s a weird little book, a satire of mid 20th century children’s books and modern art in one tidy volume. I love going to art galleries, but tend to walk briskly through modern art and contemporary art galleries. Most of it just doesn’t interest me—it’s not compelling to look at, and I either don’t understand or don’t care to understand what point the artist is making. I know I’m missing something about it, but try as I might, I can’t be interested in everything. So the children’s perspective in this book resonated with me:
“Is the art pretty?” says Susan. “No,” says Mummy, “Pretty is not important.”
John does not understand. “It is good not to understand” says Mummy. John does not understand.
It’s a short book, only 42 pages, but they fully commit with every word. Even the history of Dung Beetle books inside the back cover is part of the gag, concluding with, “For just as the humble a Dung Beetle gathers faeces from the forest floor in which to lay its eggs, the child lays ‘eggs of knowledge’ in the turd of its own mind.”
For fans of The Beaver Papers. Mummy and Mrs. Cleaver (of The Beaver Papers) have a lot to discuss over tea. And should not be allowed near knitting needles. Ever.
Is it a book? No. It is a fun book. It is a very fun book. It is an amazingly brilliantly funny book of pictures and art.
Art and fun!? Ooooh....
Before you drag your kids through the contemporary and abstract(is it?) art galleries, as I might do in near future, please read this book.
It will tell you why you should or not! :P
An ideal gift for expecting parents.
I loved the creativity in putting the new words, especially- almost every set of new words made many senses and those might not make sense to your child as he/she is still just a child.
For its brilliant funny creativity and making my self-conscious chuckles louder and louder(ahem!), I give this book 5 stars. Happy reading! :)
This book is one of the best and funniest pieces of satire I have ever read!
Starting with the opening cover, inside notes, and the "credentials" of the author, this Dung Beetle Learning book will have you smiling! Many art patrons take themselves and their interpretations much too seriously. Art is to be enjoyed! This book, "We Go To The Gallery", will definitely help you to take a more relaxed approach to art appreciation.
Read and enjoy but please don't confuse this with a children's book - they would be frightened of Art and Art Galleries forever ;-)
Tremendo. No tiene desperdicio. Imita la estética de unos libros que publicaron en los años 70 en Reino Unido para aprender a leer. Me parece una maravilla que esta autora haya imaginado así, parodiarlo con aire punki y descarado
—¿Por qué hay un pene en ese cuadro? —Porque Dios ha muerto y el sexo lo es todo —responde mamá.
Es pequeño y muy breve, pero lo he releído ya varias veces porque me parto con algunas escenas! Hay más libros en esta colección. Este es el primero, sobre el Arte Contemporáneo y una supuesta visita al museo. Sin duda, voy a ir haciéndome con todos.