Here is a shot of the On The Road scroll where Jack Kerouac wrote the novel in one long Benzedrine fueled act of typing. It’s really a fantastic sculpture as well as being a great book. Belongs in a museum as much as a Library. I’d like to see it next to Rauchenberg’s tire print scroll just as one idea. I’ve heard the story of Kerouac writing on long rolls for years, but it was only recently that The New York Public Library put a few on display, with On The Road as the center line down the Liway. It got me reading Kerouac again. The drawing is mine with a page torn out of Dharma Bums, the photo is from Ben Vershbow.
