Big Sur, the place of solitude, where Jack Kerouac tried to find back into his creativity, renew his spirit from madness and alcohol, with his alter ego Duluoz: “He seeks respite first in solitude in the Big Sur cabin…"
“In the early to mid-20th century, Big Sur’s relative isolation and natural beauty began to attract writers and artists…”
Instead of Kerouac’s fascination for Sounds of the Pacific Ocean at Big Sur, I was visual captured by the hypnotic movement of kelp forest.
Balancing on Redwoods |
Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park |
McWay Falls |
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