Taking a moment to shine a light on Indonesia in the face of the recent tragic events in Jakarta. I went a couple months back in October-November 2015.
Here we have the King of the Beat Bohemians. Don’t label him a beatnik as that is semi-pejorative: a play on sputnik and a media stereotype. In the face of being labeled the term he responded: “I’m not a beatnik, I’m a Catholic.” *Swoon.*
Reasons why I ♡ JK:
Literally my Dream list of what I want in the opposite sex. Sometime I get in a dreamy state and feel we’re star-crossed lovers lost in time, I’ll always hold in my mind that I was supposed to be with someone like him. It is so rare for a soul to embody good looks that are superficially satisfying plus depth, sensitivity and intellect and a somewhat morose life tainted in darkness that only make you fall more in love with them even more…. His life sometimes parallels with mine in some ways a la Big Sur minus the booze. I ran out to California just as he did…..
In the Spring of 2015 his work raised from the dead- kind of. The Haunted Life was a lost Novella of Kerouac’s. I wish I could say I’ve read all his books but I just can’t face it, some them are too intense like Big Sur and his co-written book with fellow Beat Burroughs And the Hippos were boiled in their tanks.
Film adaptations of Kerouac’s book and life:
Thank you for your patience Loyal readers, I shall endeavor to write about tales from Indonesia where I was visiting last month…
Let us begin with a young Artist I met who is friends with my cousins. Her name is Eem Rohimah.
Eem uses oil pastels and different textured pens, inks and paper to produce her work. She has an eye for typography and made me a special print emblazoned with my name. The above image featuring circles and orange tones is a copy of an already existent piece by another artist.
Here is the wonderful personalized handmade art print Eem made me.