I won't try to take anything away from his genius or the appreciation many of us have for him.
But I'll take a swipe at a little criticism just the same.
The frustrating thing with Dylan is that he seems to have no capacity to evaluate the relative brilliance of his own work, putting out ... er, "weaker efforts?" ... such as Self Portrait with the same apparent conviction as something like Blood on the Tracks (despite some attempts later to reframe).
Of late, he seems to require the focus a good producer can offer (Oh Mercy comes to mind) to attain the stratosphere on record.
What an amzing contribution he has made - musically, artistically, socially; as cataloger, writer, performer - easily recognized from his first appearance, though it isn't until Another Side came out that I thought he had found his own voice. I love that album.
I can't count the songs he has written that are just plain incredible, though I find I tend to prefer the songs when covered by others as a rule. His "bootleg" live recordings of '64 and '66 are very satisfying (though, as might be obvious, I tend to appreciate his earlier work over his later).
He has a voice that can be like falling into a cool feather mattress - he wrote Tambourine Man, a modern masterpiece that would validate any writer's existence.
I applaud his blazing his own trail, and know his history (at least what's been written about him) - I just wish for a little more consistency, I guess.
I was just relieved when he ended his flirtation with Born-Again-ism.