I went to see the film Howl in the cinema a couple of nights ago. The poem is so powerful I was interested to see how it would be portrayed visually. The movie was a combination of film and animation. Personally I wasn't super keen on the animation. I guess when you read a poem or a piece of prose you build a picture in your own mind of how it looks. Often when written work is translated into another form it doesn't look how you'd imagined.
A couple of year ago I'd did this series of illustrations based on Howl as a personal project. The images refer mainly to the first few lines of the poem:"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities
contemplating jazz..."
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