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

Artists in Action #545


Marlon Brando provides a creature safe conduct across his chrome-dome.

Guest Contributor: Mademoiselle Samantha Halfon of World Wide Angle

7 comments :

Loye said...

"I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no socks."

Marlon Brando said...

Thanks for the shout-out

pedro said...

"STEELLAAAAAAAA!!"
Great photograph.

marietta said...

Dieses wunderschöne foto verströmt eine große kraft u.männlichkeit,wie sie nur marlon brando zu eigen war.

marietta said...

Von seiner schöheit einmal abgesehen.

marietta said...

Allerdings hat er später mit der gleichen kraft u. männlichkeit seine freudinnen georfeigt

STARTOONZ said...

"The Hor-ror,.....The Hor-ror!"