September 7, 2009

The New Yorker, on Robert Frank’s Americans.

What Kerouac was to prose, all chaos and heart and poetry, concrete and love and loneliness, Robert Frank was to the photograph. Black and white, with a silver lining, his photos of Americans were stark, yet true, bold, yet subtle. Check out this photo, which (at Frank’s request) Kerouac actually captioned, beautifully:

Long shot of night road arrowing forlorn into immensities and flat of impossible-to-believe America in New Mexico under the prisoner’s moon.

For more, go to the New Yorker slideshow or read the current issue.

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