| Reflections on the passing of Michael Rossman, or, Why I'll miss Michael very, very much. |
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Michael sharing his poster archive, 2002, photo by Lincoln Cushing I first met Michael Rossman in 1975, when I was a student at UC San Diego studying educational change. This was one of the many exciting social sparks ignited by the Free Speech Movement, and Michael was a participant, published author, and serious thinker about these issues. I was thrilled to find him warm and generous with his advice. I was hooked. He shamelessly requested copies from institutions and artists, pawed through trash cans and flea markets, trolled eBay, and ended up compiling a breathtaking collection of contemporary political poster culture. He gathered these documents for public scholarship, not for private gain, and selflessly devoted thousands of hours in doing so. He understood that these were important, not in some ego-driven "this is me!" kind of way but because he accurately saw these as creative explosions of deep social forces, and that few others were noticing. He also applied his math skills to analyze and understand the flows of poster production - statistical analysis helped him to understand the underlying structure of the field, what was there and what was missing. It was amazing, insightful, and useful. He used to say that the numbers would speak to him, and the evidence is that they did so - eloquently. But perhaps the most significant feature of Michael was that he embodied the ebullient vigor of the spirit of "the movement" - the deep belief that everyone deserved a richer, more integrated life in communal harmony. He was unafraid to push boundaries, to challenge stereotypes, and to accept new ideas. Michael Rossman passed away May 12, 2008. He will be deeply missed. Compañero Michael Rossman, presente!
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