terça-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2011

(Cafe - Beaufort, South Carolina)

When the sun is hot on the streets and music comes out of the jukebox or from a nearby funeral, that's what Robert Frank has captured in these tremendous photographs taken as he travelled on the road around pratically forty-eight states in an old used car (on Guggenheim Fellowship) and with the agility, mystery, genius, sadness and strange secrecy of a shadow photographed scenes that have never been seen on film... After seeing these pictures you end up finally not knowing any more whether a jukebox is sadder than a coffin.

Jack Kerouac, na introdução de "The Americans" de Robert Frank.

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