You should know, Ed, that I have no problem with styles of photography other than my own. In fact, the first book Paula and I published by someone other than ourselves was Passage: Europe by Richard Copeland Miller, who worked in 35mm, photographed mostly at night, made grainy blurry pictures, and he cropped many of them (AARRRGH), but his work, and the book, is extraordinarily emotionally moving. Please don't ever sell me short and assume that I am narrow minded. I respond to all types of photography and to all types of art. I do have one standard--it gotta be good and well executed--in its own terms (not in my terms). And the lame excuse "I wanted it that way" doesn't cut it when there is a soot and chalk print that could have and should have had more tones (if not the most, at least more) for GREATER emotional impact. And, please; now don't go writing in a way that infers that all I care about is technical stuff, since I allude to that here. If you think that, then you have not understood much of what I have written here, and in other discussions.
The list is long, okay maybe not that long, of great photographers of the twentieth century. The interesting question is why someone considers a photographer great. Why do I consider a photographer great? Interesting question indeed. For me, it is not just that he/she made photographs that touch me emotionally, although that is required, but that through their work they expanded my perceptions of the world. In other words, because of their work I saw more. And they did it over a long and sustained period of time, not just for a decade or so. I am here reminded of the line by the painter Alfred Leslie who said, " There is a direct relationship between what we see and the quality of life." And in the context of the article in which that sentence appeared it was clear that by "what we see" really meant "how much we see." I am also reminded of something that Dody relates in our forthcoming book. She wrote, "Once I heard it put this way: "Ansel [Adams] reveals the beauties of nature that the ordinary man sees but cannot express. Edward reveals what no one has seen." I have always felt that way, myself, and it is why AA does not make my list.
My short list in no particular order:
Edward Weston, Brett Weston, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Andre Kertesz, Alfred Steiglitz, Walker Evans, Harry callahan, Aaron Siskind,