March 6, 2008
W.E. Smith called Robert Frank the Kafka of photography. There is a lot of truth to that. Smith himself came very close to be the Dostoevsky of photography, and I guess one is justified to call Cartier-Bresson the Tolstoy of photography. Today I was looking at The Americans. The picture of that dead black man in South Carolina is the ultimate picture I would wish to take. That, and also Smith’s The Walk To Paradise Garden. There is also this picture of a black couple in San Francisco. The expression on the face of that black man…There is so much truth in it. If the right kind of person looks at this picture, he will read into it a short but precise summery of Schopenhauer’s philosophy.
Posted by amin at March 6, 2008 12:00 PM