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

They Were Collaborators #625

William Claxton and Steve McQueen


H. P. L. said...

I have the book Claxton made about Steve - actually, it was the first book I bought as a gift for my then-soon-to-be wife. Now it sits permanently on our coffee table. Great images all, glamourous stuff, but at the same time I think he caught a glimpse of the man underneath.

Kimberly Lindbergs said...

He's a great photographer. One of my favorites and his work with McQueen is exceptional. His pictures really seemed to capture the inner life of the actor and make even more human.