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

The Gunslinger Guide to Sophia Loren #6

9 comments :

Tim Lucas said...

God bless photography.

Gerard Saylor said...

Hmmm.

Robert Fiore said...

It's that thing her midriff does, that's what really gets you . . .

Timmy said...

Here's 500 bucks. Do me 'til it runs out.

Pop9 said...

I can't breathe anymore.

Kreisler said...

Oh Jesus

Tommy O'C said...

Okay, Mr. Photographer, now pan just a little bit lower, please...

Tempest said...

MOMMA MIA!!!



There-I said it.


{There is a full length publicity shot of her in this a- well-ah...
I can see why Cary Grant fell for her.)

MichaelRyerson said...

Ah, Carlo, Carlo, Carlo...you lucky sonofabitch! My hat's off to you. Once again.