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From the LESSONS IN ART HISTORY series
In a former life, in the 1960s and 1970s, when I served as an audit manager in the investigatory arm of the U.S. Congress, I developed a professional obsession with fact-checking and documentation. This behavior was expected in my role, of course. But the tendency continues to this day. So when Mr. F. recently questioned whether he was in fact the subject of my camera in a particular instance, I had to rally forth the evidence to put the matter to rest. Please follow along.
In 1974, a Los Angeles-based literary and arts journal published some of my photographs, including this one I shot in 1973 of the then-young James Friedman, known in present times as a leading photographer, editor and educator on the national and beyond fine arts photography scene. Here is the lead page to that published image:
This past week I was able to locate a similar photograph taken at the same time — over fifty years ago — that clearly establishes the identity of the subject, as shown in this pairing:
And, if you would like a closer look at the original image in question …
Thank you.
One of an apparently continuing series …
This is one of the photographs that I most remembered, and was terrified by, from early childhood, when I would pore over my grandmother’s volumes of books on the illustrated history of World War II. Both of her sons — my uncles — fought in that war. I don’t know who published those encyclopedia-like hardback volumes, maybe one book for each year of the war with a volume each for prewar and postwar coverage, but they were the most compelling reading during our visits to her home from about 1946 – 1952. I never learned what happened to the set after my grandmother passed. The Goebbels portrait stuck with me as much as did the hundreds and hundreds of horrifying scenes of battle and corpses and Holocaust survivors. Only many years later, when I was an adult, did I realize that the image was a signature piece by the legendary photographer, Alfred Eisenstaedt.
Low-light handhelds from July 2024 TV stream of Bob Dylan’s 2021 “Shadow Kingdom” special …
