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Puerto Rico Sketchbook: There Are Dead in the Fields

In November, the artist and writer Molly Crabapple spent a week in Puerto Rico documenting grassroots efforts by communities to rebuild after Hurricane Maria. Here are excerpts from her sketchbook.

© Molly Crabapple

Maria passed and they said
“Puerto Rico, se levanta!”
We’re gonna see. We’re gonna see.

A  is a vagabond fusion of art and music, so old it turns up all over the world.  In each set, a performer first developed in India as a way for itinerant performers to bring the legends of gods from door to door. By the time it hit Central Europe in the sixteenth century, it had mutated away from its sacred roots into a wandering carny show of sex, crime, and political sedition.

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