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Photography books

King Cole

Words and music.

When I first moved to Manhattan in 1980, things looked pretty dire on the financial front. While I waited to close on my ‘luxury high rise’ co-op apartment (an L-shaped alcove studio with but 450 square feet of space which the realtor somehow managed to advertise as having 6 rooms) my temporary landlord made off with my deposit. Some $1,000 poorer and every penny deposited on the luxury high rise, I was down to my uppers. Dinner was at the McDonald’s I could see from the 14th floor window on 8th Avenue and the Citicorp branch next door was advertising 18% pass book savings rates, courtesy of the Idiot Carter.

But the stroll from 56th and 8th to Broadway and 57th was but two minutes and you could find me there every night at what had become my local free library. After the splendid repast at Mikey Dee’s, I would traipse round to Coliseum Books and enjoy a chapter of something favorite, no hassles involved. You see, I could afford nothing in the store.

The all time favorite was this:


The master.

Fans of Gershwin may carp, but the reality is that George had to retain his brother Ira to write the lyrics. Cole Porter needed no such help. He wrote the words. And the music. And what words and music they were.

The large tome, available used though Amazon, is replete with period photographs, this one being one of the best:


Fred and Ginger.

And who could not thrill to the magic of Cole’s gorgeous word mastery?


You’re the top!
You’re the Coliseum
You’re the top!
You’re the Louvre Museum
You’re a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You’re a Bendel bonnet
A Shakespeare’s sonnet
You’re Mickey Mouse
You’re the Nile
You’re the Tower of Pisa
You’re the smile on the Mona Lisa
I’m a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop
But if, baby, I’m the bottom, you’re the top

The Henri Bendel store, repository of high fashion and kept women, was just across 57th between 5th and 6th Avenues. Sadly, both stores are gone but Cole Porter’s words and music will live forever.

Don’t make my mistake of waiting 40 years to buy this special book.

Edges

Harry Gruyaert’s masterpiece.



The Belgian Magnum photographer Harry Gruyeart, born in 1941, has summarized his beach landscapes in a magnificent book titled simply ‘Edges’.

The book, which appropriately opens in horizontal format, contains 89 color images printed on matte paper. This works well. Gruyaert is a master of sparse color, in the tradition of Saul Leiter, Fred Herzog or Keld Helmer-Petersen. But he is very much his own man and it takes no degree in art history to expostulate “That’s a Gruyeart!”

‘Edges’ is a retrospective of 40 years of Gruyaert’s work and is recommended without reservation. While the images were mostly made in Europe and North Africa, the feel is intensely European throughout. This is fabulous work, beautifully seen and composed, pure and simple.

Irving Penn: A Career in Photography

The master summarized.


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If Irving Penn is a new name to you, you must get this book. If not, there’s no better place to find a summary of the many genres Penn mastered. Fashion, still lifes, African primitives, portraits of the famous, platinum printing.

Long discontinued, good copies can be had through Amazon’s booksellers. Mine ran me $40 in near-mint condition.

Unreservedly recommended.

The New Hudson

1950s American automobile advertising.

As a kid growing up in London I learned two important things when visiting my dentist, whom I always thought of as the Kensington Butcher:

  • Avoid British dentistry at all costs. Just look at their teeth.
  • Americans bought a new car annually.

The first realization was brought home forcefully as immigration to the States brought with it access to proper dental care. It is unusual to hear American dental professionals excoriate a predecessor’s efforts, yet I heard that in abundance about the Kensington Butcher’s work.

The second came from the National Geographic magazines on display in the KB’s waiting room, waiting time in which made my many hours in US Immigration Offices pleasurable by comparison. Those Geographic magazines, despite their small format, featured beautiful advertisements for American cars and the clear sense was that an annual upgrade to the latest model was quite the thing for the aspiring economic climber.

That thought saw acquisition, many years later, of an amusing book of 1950s US automobile advertising named Cruise-O-Matic, which shows Detroit’s many creations of that wonderfully prosperous Eisenhower era. Photography was still a nascent force in car ads, meaning that most of the illustrations were beautiful air brushed paintings, the better to show off the special appeal of that year’s model.

Here’s one of my favorites, for a 1950 Hudson:

If the exotically elongated lines of this magnificent sedan seem too much to believe, they are. The artist has taken considerable liberties with the vehicle’s proportions as this contemporary photograph shows:

Cruise-O-Matic remains available in a reprinted version and you can buy it here.

Stone Canyons of the Colorado Plateau

By a master of the landscape.

Jack Dykinga has been featured here a decade ago and his work in the American west continues to define the standard for landscape photography.


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Dykinga works with film in 4″ x 5″ field cameras using the finest Schneider lenses, and it shows. While film in small sizes is largely the province of cranks and those who place little value on their time – not to mention the quality of the results – the use of large format sheet film is thoroughly justified in this case. High pixel count digital sensors may be the thing for landscape snappers today, but it’s hard to beat the sheer plasticity of Dykinga’s results. Add an expert’s eye and you have a book to wonder at. There is absolutely nothing dated about the images on display here.

Long discontinued, it’s abundantly available from Amazon and resellers like Abe Books.