Prior to his centennial confession to James Estrin of the New York Times that our conclusions in this investigation have proved correct in almost every particular, John Morris worked feverishly to cover his tracks. This ill-conceived effort took the form of a series of madcap variations on his original fable of the famous emulsion melt that purportedly ruined Capa’s D-Day negatives. […]
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The fact that, in the 21st century, enough people in this country buy the nonsense Trump peddles to vault this dangerous know-nothing into the “leadership of the free world” tells me that the American experiment has come to an ignominious end. […] Clearly, we still have much work to do if we hope to dislodge this fable from the mythology of photojournalism and photo history — not to mention the larger D-Day into which it has become so thoroughly woven. Yet there’s grounds for hope, that “thing with feathers.” […] I know dozens of photographers over fifty years old who never got their due and are beginning to realize that they may never get it. After three or four or five decades of work, they begin to wonder if, in the current public feasting on photography, there are any scraps for them. […] |
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Cabin Fever 2017: Bits & Pieces (1)
So far as I can tell, though several Instagram followers commented on Jared Kushner’s “booty grab,” Frank Bruni alone made official note of it — and that only obliquely. So you probably read it here first. […]