Every Picture Tells A Story: “Kerouac”

by JT on March 7, 2012

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” — Jack Kerouac

At the time of this photo I was in between “On The Road” and “Dharma Bums,” two novels by Kerouac depicting his experience with sex, drugs, eastern religion, and rock n roll or the  Beat Generation as it was coined.  What drew me to his writing was the manic state that he seemed to be in while writing his novels.  Tons of grammatical errors, misspellings, abbreviations, lack of punctuation or any notification of a new thought other than his “voice.”  In breaking almost every rule of composition I found something beautiful and exciting.  A form of writing to keep up with my ever racing mind as well as another adventure to quench my constant thirst for life.

With a camera in my hand I often feel this manic state.  Senses become extremely heightened and I am a complete scatterbrain (for those of you who have had the experience of joining me on one of these excursions, I apologize for not paying attention to you).  The world seems to open up and I see things that I may not have noticed if I was walking around without it.  I feel one with all that is around me and alone at the same time.

I must have walked by this group (above photo) 5 or 6 times, pacing frantically, giving myself the courage countdown, failing miserably (repeat steps) before giving up and simply asking if I could take their picture.  The response was a pleasant “yes.”  No questions as to why or requests of money (although I gave them a couple of bucks for their trouble).  I didn’t want to know where they were going or the reasons for their travels.  I felt doing so would alter the many perceptions one could have while looking at this photo.  In the end, the same question reoccurs when I look at this.  What do the dogs know that I don’t?

“There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.” –JK

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