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

F is for Frances McLaughlin-Gill #3

Two female models with unidentified men. On right model: leather jacket by Weatherbrook, grey and yellow plaid skirt by Madison, leather sneaker by Sandler of Boston. On left model: gold and grey tweed jacket, black wool skirt, black pumps by Johansen, bag by Roger Van S., earrings by Monet. (1960)


Anji said...

These college kids look so much better than the ones with their pants around their thighs today!!

izoard said...

who made the bikes ?

Christopher said...

what ho fellios?

Cinco Jotas said...

Not unidentified men, Yalies!