This video by the Florida Historical Society frames Jack Kerouac’s time in Central Florida around the writers-in-residence program now situated in his old Orlando home. One can only commend the people who devoted the time and energy it took to preserve this nondescript cottage as a rare Florida physical representation of the literary Beat Generation. The beginning of the video get a bit unnerving when it appears they are going to conflate the actual Beat Generation with the media-spawned, commercialized […]
“I waited in a dark alley behind Mexican kitchens because her sister wasn’t supposed to see me. Dogs ran by. There were little lamps illuminating the little rat alleys. I could hear Terry and her sister arguing in the soft, warm night. I was ready for anything.” – from On The Road by Jack Kerouac Kerouac’s description of a Los Angeles alley makes the rather clean, well-lit Alligator Alley in downtown Vero Beach look like a movie set.
A FOREST is just a lot of trees put together – – – – – – – (Cooked macaroni and ate it in oily weeds of railyard night . . . dodged railroad cops and hopped Zipper other side of crossing) (rode on thru) – Jack Kerouac Some of the Dharma
Image inspired by the work of Robert Frank The pioneering documentary photographer/filmmaker Robert Frank (1924-2019) has died at the age of 94. His work, especially his 1959 book The Americans and his 1959 Beat Generation film Pull My Daisy written and narrated by Jack Kerouac, has been an inspiration to me as with so many other photographers and artists. The artist is gone but his work continues on. . . .
Jack Kerouac’s fondness for the railroad led him to include many references to riding freight trains in his writings. One of his most poignant is the Beat prose poem October in the Railroad Earth. Whether working on the railroad or looking to hitch a ride, looking over the rail yards with the Fort Pierce skyline in the background evokes some of the wanderlust in Kerouac’s writings that stretched from small-town USA to cover the entire country.
The Moon passed through the edge, the penumbra, of Earth’s shadow leading to a very subtle lunar eclipse on 10 February 2017. A trio of photographs show the progression, which was far more apparent to the camera than it was to the human eye. To paraphrase Jack Kerouac, the Moon, big sad face of infinity.
The Moon Her Majesty by Jack Kerouac The moon her magic be, big sad face Of infinity An illuminated clay ball Manifesting many gentlemanly remarks She kicks a star, clouds foregather In Scimitar shape, to round her Cradle out, upsidedown any old time You can also let the moon fool you With imaginary orange-balls Of blazing imaginary light in fright As eyeballs, hurt & foregathered, Wink to the wince of the seeing Of a little sprightly otay Which projects spikes […]