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HCB Appreciation


When you look at a picture of someone you love, you fall in love all over again.
 
That would have been an SLR when Blow Up came out in 1966.
DSLRs....1999

Of course you are correct. My mistake, probably because I am old enough to remember the 1970s.
 

If you have to explain a photograph, it failed.
 
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IIRC (and I think I do), this is one photo that HCB did not physically take. I believe that he asked his assistant to climb a pole to get the shot with his camera. Clearly, HCB claimed it as his, presumably because he directed the photo even though he did not personally trip the shutter.
 
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Henri Cartier-Bresson, Street Photographer in the Old City, Delhi, India, 1966

 
Henri Cartier-Bresson, Refugee camp, Kurukshetra, Punjab, 1947

 

HCB didn't have an assistant, he worked alone.
 
HCB didn't have an assistant, he worked alone.

Listen to the excerpt @Elmarc pointed to in the interview. HCB says it was "a friend" who took the photo. There wasn't enough room on the pole for two people, so HCB handed this other photographer his camera so he could take the photo.

I wrote "he", but since Margaret Bourke-White was also in India for Gandhi's funeral, maybe it was her .
 
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yes, but he wasn't his assistant. An assistant implies he works like a fashion photographer with lots of people. Also the photograph is not that good.
 
HCB didn't have an assistant, he worked alone.
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I also remember reading an article written by his 'assistant' in India who recalled how HCB bulk rolled his cameras every night. I will try to find it.
 
 
Also the photograph is not that good.

I beg to disagree. The photograph is excellent, in that it documents perfectly what happened that day, and more: the sea of people, the few perilously clinging to the lone tree just to get a better glimpse of the funeral cortege approaching the cremation grounds... Hard to get a better sense of how much Gandhi meant to these people.

It may not be a great composition, but it's a great document, which makes it a good photograph.
 
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I also remember reading an article written by his 'assistant' in India who recalled how HCB bulk rolled his cameras every night. I will try to find it.

I have also read this account and would not describe him as an assistant, but someone who travelled with him.
 
I did read it at your suggestion. Thanks for pointing out that it was available online. It's interesting that she mentions James Joyce, whose work HCB admired, as one example of an author around whose works "thick encrustations of interpretation have taken hold". I suppose she must have read some Joyce, but I'd declare that it is impossible to read Finnegan's Wake or even Ulysses, without trying to interpret what the heck is going on. At face value FW is nonsense, but with a vague sense that it might mean something. (Terrific, all the same, once you get the idea.)

I assume you yourself are extending Sontag's overall thesis to HCB, as she doesn't mention him in that essay, and she doesn't use the word 'presentation'. What she argues for is greater critical interest in 'form' rather than 'content'. She concludes, "The function of criticism should be to show how it is what it is, even that it is what it is, rather than to show what it means." That really won't wash with the example we discussed in our Very Long Thread about one HCB photo. In the course of that thread, @Alex Benjamin unearthed the significance - arguably the meaning - of that otherwise puzzling photo.

So I would say that while HCB's photos typically have a visual beauty without any interpretation of their content (did anyone here say they required interpretation?), interpretation is not unreasonable. As @Don_ih noted perviously, time has passed and we necessarily look at HCB's photos with the eyes of a later generation. One should know, for example, that Russia was communist at the time of his visit, and that his timetable there was strictly orchestrated by the authorities. Old geezers like me take that for granted, but what about younger viewers? Furthermore, HCB considered himself a Surrealist - he says so in one of the interviews. The Surrealists as a bunch didn't agree about an awful lot, but the idea that their work should be freely open to thought association seems to have been common. That rather invites analysis, doesn't it?

Finally, I don't know what Oscar Wilde meant, although characteristically it sounds very clever. If there is a mystery, visible or otherwise, it is reasonable to study and explore it. Analysis doesn't spoil a work of art. It either adds to our understanding, or it doesn't. And it's not compulsory reading.
 
Gary Winogrand had said that a good photo is a battle between form and content. In the very best photos one of the two tends to become autonomous but the other one doesn't let it. This battle is what creates tension and moves the viewer. I have never come to a better definition of a good photo.

And this is against any interpretation as SS said (actually Gary Winogrand referred to his students to this particular article of SS many times). You cannot explain it usually in words. It is against interpretation (how much I like this article!)

There is an anecdotal story between my teacher in Greece and Gary Winogrand in the 80s in Maine where he taught. One of his pictures was liked by his classmates, but Winogrand rejected it. The other pupils that liked the photo perplexed asked why. And he gave an incredible response: "Plato will understand." (meaning that some day in the future when his judgement will mature he also will)
 

Great post, Jonathan.

Reminded me that somehwere lost in my bookshelves I have a book about understanding James Joyce's Ulysses which is about twice as thick as James Joyce's Ulysses.
 
Great post, Jonathan.

Reminded me that somehwere lost in my bookshelves I have a book about understanding James Joyce's Ulysses which is about twice as thick as James Joyce's Ulysses.

HCB has also referred to Ulysses many times when asked about what a good photography is (the famous 'yes', 'yes', 'yes' he said in an interview)
 

Oscar Wilde said something very wise:
“All art is quite useless.”
 
I have also read this account and would not describe him as an assistant, but someone who travelled with him.

In that HCB was not working alone in some cases.
In this case he was being assisted to find certain locations.