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 […]