![]() ![]() ![]() All were taken by an old-fashioned 10 x 8 view camera and printed in richly toned black and white.Īnd of course, when art - real art - has that kind of effect, it is almost inevitable that bigots, fools, politicians, and editorial writers will find some way to trample on it. A girl applying make-up to her younger sister in the sun, alongside the rear end of a pickup truck, mirrors and brushes scattered among the shadows on the grass. A girl with fierce eyes and smudged face paint entwined with an adult arm, which bears the girl’s bite marks. It was a dream - but not an escape: pain and boredom and damage were all there, along with a landscape humming with unchecked growth three striking young faces and a throat-catching level of intimacy.Īlmost every image was remarkable: A boy in just shorts resting, eyes closed, on an outdoor rug, a dog rolling on its back alongside him, both indolent creatures seen from above. And the effect, like a late afternoon reverie, was cumulative. ![]() ![]() Collected together in a lightweight, soft-cover book with a straightforward title, “Immediate Family,” they were easy to flip through. They were simply among the most beautiful photographs I had ever seen. To me it almost didn’t matter who had made the pictures. ![]()
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