Word: ansel
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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American folk art, however humble its origin, is soaring in value as well-crafted objects like pewter pots, duck decoys, quilts and scrimshaw (erotic examples in particular) become ever scarcer. Photographs are commanding fine arts prices; an original print of Ansel Adams' Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico sold last week for a record $22,000. "We can see the day when a single photograph will fetch $100,000," says Philippe Garner, a Sotheby's photographic expert. Almost any object from the once scorned 19th century now seems as precious as Suez Canal Co. stock was in its heyday. Twenty...
...Ansel and the Duke...
...German consul for cultural relations in San Francisco in 1968, I asked Ansel Adams [Sept. 3] if he would like to make an artistic tour of West Germany as a guest of the federal government. His answer was remarkable and convincing: "I have never left the U.S. except for a glimpse over the Mexican and Canadian fences. I have done that only because the nature, the landscape is the same on both sides of the frontier. I am afraid to visit Europe, to see all your ancient towns, all your fairy-tale castles because, as I understand, all the landscape...
...curious that my friend Henri Cartier-Bresson should assail my friend Ansel Adams [Sept. 3] for "doing pictures of rocks" instead of being socially committed while "the world is falling to pieces." Except for a couple of chilling end-of-the-war shots of Nazi collaborators being interrogated in his homeland, and poignant images of quilted Chinese peasants playing mah-jongg during the fall/liberation of Nationalist Peking, not a single Cartier-Bresson photograph comes to mind about any of the world's miseries covered by other, often less gifted but more involved photographers...
When I saw Ansel Adams on the cover, I was elated. I stopped on the way back to the house from the mailbox and took an especially long look at the Blue Ridge Mountains near my home...