Today is the birthday of the great Bohemian Josef Sudek, one of the fathers of 20th-century photography in the Czech nation, which has always punched above its weight in our art. Fittingly, Penny L. Richards has posted a nice note about him at Temple University's Disability Studies blog (Sudek, who lived to be an old man, lost his right arm in WWI).
Her link to "Josef Sudek's work" leads to a nice and fairly extensive gallery of his pictures online. Just a sampling—still reductive—but a good one.
(Thanks to William Stothers)
Featured Comment by Michal Daniels: "Did you know that at the end of his life Sudek made three color photos? Two of them were on the front and back covers of Revue Fotografie 89. The translation of the editorial note at bottom of the last text page of the magazine says: 'Shortly before his death, Josef Sudek could not resist the temptation of color. Three compositions, now in the collection of Umeleckoprumyslove Museum in Prague, are the only color photos in Sudek's work. Two of them are on the covers of this issue.' I own a c-print of the one on the back cover. It's presently on loan to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, which will exhibit it in their upcoming Czech Photography exhibit. Here is a link to the front and back cover of Revue Fotografie 89, along with the Sudek article."
Featured Comment by Bill Poole: "I have been a fan since I came upon a slim Artfoto collection of his work in a used bookstore some years back. (Text by Jan Rezac in Czech with an English translation. 1994. Pretty good reproductions.)
"There are three images of Sudek by Rezac in the front of the book, including one of him trudging through a rainy park with the 8x10 camera, open, over his good shoulder (the one with the arm).
"Romantic? I guess so. To me it looks like he photographed what he found beautiful—a reasonable and perhaps redemptive way to spend a life after seeing the horrors of WWI. Very complex and lovely images. In a word: art."
Featured Comment by Vladimir: "As a young boy, living in then Czechoslovakia, I was at the school excursion in 'Cesky Raj'—Bohemian Eden, a very dramatic country of eroded sandstone rocks. There we met an old, 'scruffy' looking man, with one arm, carrying big wooden tripod and large, I think,wooden camera over the shoulder. I knew about him so I recognised who he was. He lived in very modest home/studio near Vltava river in Prague."