So a friend asked me for some photographs to make a 2012 calendar for her father’s company. The theme of roads was chosen (just like that). These are the photographs finally selected and printed.
I present a few here as an essay accompanied by lines by Walt Whitman.
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road
Healthy, free, the world before me
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
The earth expanding right hand and left hand,
The picture alive, every part in its best light,
The music falling in where it is wanted, and stopping where it is not wanted,
The cheerful voice of the public road, the gay fresh sentiment of the road.
Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons,
It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.