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Tuesday, 14 March 2023


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Diane Arbus, one of our greatest artist.

I wonder if I'm the only person that saw the so-called biopic on Arbus, called "Fur"?

Back in the Blockbuster days I saw it on the shelf and gave it a try. They addressed her mental problems with a visual thing that took me out of the story... a little too "art-y".

I knew her work, knew about her actor husband, but that visual trope (inspiring the title) was unnecessary.

I think you could perform a pretty solid test of philosophical, æsthetic & artistic preferences simply by asking which photographers you admire, whose work you enjoy, or whose work is nails-on-a-chalkboard for you. Diane Arbus falls solidly into the nails-on-a-chalkboard bucket for me, and not in a good way.

1) Diane Arbus? Gary Winogrand? Ralph Eugene Meatyard? Robert Frank?

2) W. Eugene Smith? Danny Lyon?

3) Edward Weston? Minor White? Ansel Adams? John Sexton?

4) Don McCullin? James Nachtwey?

5) Michael Kenna? Pentti Sammallahti?

6) Helmut Newton? Richard Avedon?

Folks can pick their own yardsticks. I just noticed that mine is very heavy on dead white guys. I really need to work on that. But it strikes me as a quick and dirty way to get a handle on people's taste.

Goeff, Why do you "have to work on that"?
The images speak. You choose them no matter who the photographer is.

I’m reading the Bosworth biography right now. I cannot say whether it’s good so far, but I am enjoying it.

Why do we always, well almost aways, celebrate the death of someone and not their birth?

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