“I was snookered into photography to begin with — captured by certain aspects of the medium — and it’s simply been a matter of deciding what I could do within that context. The whole reason I’m in this curatorship is Beaumont [Newhall].” […]
“I was snookered into photography to begin with — captured by certain aspects of the medium — and it’s simply been a matter of deciding what I could do within that context. The whole reason I’m in this curatorship is Beaumont [Newhall].” […] When we started out [in 1968], there was a hundred and thirty years of material by people who had something to say whom no one had listened to. Part of the excitement of photography is that hundred and forty years. I think if you isolate the last five years of photography and look at what’s been done, it’s not that much more exciting than what’s been done in painting or any other field. […] You don’t have to deal with people you don’t admire. I have severed a lot of relationships with people whose behavior patterns and philosophies were not mine. I’m not saying that they were criminal, or wrong, or even unethical; they were just not on my ethical wavelength, and I could not deal with that. […] For all its good intentions, “Harlem On My Mind” is so predictable and perfect a statement of the white-liberal attitude as to be a grotesquely funny self-parody. […] |