Avedon’s “In the West”

Richard Avedon was commissioned to do the series by the Amon Carter Museum. Avedon was called by Mitch Wilder, director of the Amon Carter. Richard Avedon was 55, and had just had his picture on the cover of Newsweek, and a show at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. After a meeting in New York, Avedon agreed with provisos. A test shoot was planned, and executed. Those were the photos made at the Sweetwater Roundup.
The Amon Carter is a museum full of western art. It is also a museum open free to the public. Forth Worth used to be a cow town. Its museums are clustered among cattle and stockyard shows. Many of the most widely read trade journals for ranching and cattle breeding are within a half mile of the museum cluster — certainly not a View From An Eastern Window.

“In the West” opened at the Amon Carter — the prints dominated the viewers — oversized portraits of hitch-hikers, drogers, oil field workers, gas station attendants, horse trainer, circus roustabouts… looking down on the Fort Worth museum goer — docents, and patrons all, smaller than who was portrayed.

Avedon’s Words
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Where is the West?
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Avedon’s west was people. The people who lived where space is the scene; where travel is necessarily long, long enough to be alone, sometimes for days. The west is sparse. Some of the people are as open as the space they traverse. Open, but cautious

Photo Clubing

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What Camera?

“what type of camera do you use?”

this isn’t a question worth answering. It is a sales discussion, a detour from meaning. You are better off answering with where you bought the shoes you are wearing. You could also ask about the size of his penis

The Gap Between Inside And Out

None of us is consistent– youth is about discovering, uncovering, recovering our self from others. And from ourselves. Coming to grip is coming of age; coming to your age.

A Morning Read

hitting twitter, I found a link with: “must read this” as intro. A click onto the comment section of instagram — an image of a low mountain range. appalachiana. the text was the following clip.
Going further into the person who wrote this, I hit her main page — the one with a picture or words about ‘self’ appears. She is there in blue dress on dark ground. Posed? Perched? located or dislocated; neither really.

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Her word self, and her imaged self seamed straining. Don’t know if they are coming together, or moving apart.

it isn’t easy getting to a point where music and lyrics are one, and still yours.

And So

back to my own work/ld.