
“What do we do now?” While marchers chanted “No justice, no peace,” this question kept coming up in interactions along the route. The question was about more than the verdict. It […]
I am an artist by trade, a healer by temperament and a troublemaker by necessity. My art and my writing both grow out of my relationships with communities and movements in struggle for a more livable world. I also offer support and reflection for organizers and others facing the dilemmas of trying to create a future out of materials from the past.
My art can be viewed and purchased at these web sites:
RLM Art Studio, (https://www.rlmartstudio.com/). This is my main site which displays my available posters, cards and buttons. The work is intentionally priced so as to be as accessible as possible. Framing and shrink-wrapping options are available.
Ricardo Levins Morales Fine Art site. Hosted by Fine Art America (http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/ricardo-levins-morales.html), on this site you can order many of my works on canvas, metal and other surfaces - and at a variety of sizes.
“What do we do now?” While marchers chanted “No justice, no peace,” this question kept coming up in interactions along the route. The question was about more than the verdict. It […]
I can’t help thinking about Michelle Bachmann when I travel by air. More specifically, when I go into an airport bathroom. Since I’ve been traveling, I have had plenty of opportunity to […]
6) Arrogance and humility. Practicing art in the context of community is an exercise in balancing arrogance with humility. Humility, because you are called upon to listen patiently, to identify the injuries […]
I hit the hard streets of Chicago running. They were literally hard. I was literally running. The mountain community that had been my running grounds until that point is covered with a […]
Your Honor. Members of the jury. My clients stand accused in this court of violating the territorial and legal integrity of the United States, undermining its economic stability and threatening its national […]
Twenty-two year old Terrance Franklin, alone and unarmed, is chased by Minneapolis’ elite SWAT police into a basement where he is killed. While being mauled by a police attack dog he is […]
These notes are not about what art teaches; only what I have learned from my practice of it. This is an ongoing list that I will continue to post in installments at […]
I was thinking about you the other day, Maria. Not sure how that happened. People briefly flit across each other’s life paths all the time and leave no residue. Especially at “the […]
Eight years ago this month I walked away from King Sugar. I was at an addiction conference on the Lac du Flambeau reservation in Wisconsin and had stepped into the hallway for […]
I grew up at the edge of the largest body of water on Earth. All the water we drank, cooked and washed with came from it as did the water with which […]