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 Art of the French Postcard #15

9 comments :

michaelE said...

Ooh-la-la!

mndean said...

"Ahh!Carte postale from Paris. From my friend Major Biggleswade. From Paris, what won't they think of next? Uh, destroy it at once."

Brent McKee said...

Vive le France! Vive les Francaise!!

Christopher said...
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Christopher said...

lookie here Elmer..one o them french postcards..Theres something a litte more contemporary about the top half..is it the tan lines?

marietta said...

In fakt i would like to say,that the taste is being chanched,so also the art of aktfotografie.to day i say the naive charm of tat girl is very clean and espacily for this aera and typisch französich.

twister said...

Nice boobies that'd keep me entertained and her entertained too.

John Smith said...

It's American. This photo was taken by Albert Arthur Allen.

Tom Sutpen said...

I'm using 'French Postcard' in the rhetorical sense (old, often sepia-drenched nudes of full-figured wimmens), not the literal.