The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

This Week's Goya #1

The Duke of Wellington (1812)


slyboots2 said...

Goya was my favorite court appointed subversive. No one has ever captured vacuity with wealth so subtly and effectively. Love him, love him, love him. Compare to Diego Rivera- who wasn't as subtle with his contempt. But people came back for more from both of them.

swac said...

He's looking a little beefy.

Brent McKee said...

For me the problem with this picture is that Goya seems to be making Wellington look like one of those vacuous members of the Spanish nobility that he was famous for depicting. It just doesn't fit. Nosey may have been a lot of things but vacuous was not even on the long list.