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...series of nude men, women and children are done without a hint of prurience and provide a brilliant study of anatomy. The price tag on this rediscovered classic is prohibitive, but no library can afford to skip works that prove photography was a high art long before the electronic-shutter and autofocus robots that now pass for cameras...
Camera buffs may continue urging subjects to "Smile," but there probably will be little smiling on the other side of the shutter. Reacting to the rise in the price of silver from $6 per oz. to a high of $41.50 over the past year, Kodak last week announced increases of up to 75% on its whole line of film products. A twelve-exposure cassette of Kodacolor II, for example, went from $1.86 to $2.15, and a 36-picture roll of Kodachrome slides jumped from $4.40 to $5.29. The steepest increases were for graphic arts films and photo typesetting paper used...
Many people, of course, have known that from the minute Louis Jacques Mandé Daguerre found a way to fix images on silver-coated plates in 1839. "Photography was art from the moment the first shutter clicked," insists Graham Nash, 37, a San Francisco musician (formerly of Crosby, Stills and Nash), who owns one of the largest private collections on the West Coast. But only in the past decade has the general public placed photography alongside the other major arts. The first commercially successful New York City gallery devoted solely to photographs was opened in 1969 by Lee Witkin...
...camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking." Christopher Isherwood wrote the lines 40 years ago in his novel Goodbye to Berlin. The author is about to celebrate his 75th birthday, and he is still clicking away. His latest book, titled My Guru and His Disciple, depicts his relationship with Swami Prabhavananda, a Hindu monk Isherwood first befriended in 1939. To be published early next year, the memoir takes care of what Isherwood calls his "sacred side." He is now working on a book about his "profane side"-his years as a Hollywood scriptwriter. Obviously this cameraman...
Through a crack in a shutter, he can look directly into the bedroom of his wife Antonia, a lovely, pale, sexless creature (Antonelli again) who suffers from hysterical paralysis. What does he see? Antonia bounds out of bed and, thinking that her husband is dead, bravely undertakes to continue his wine business. As she does this, she discovers both his idealism and his mistresses, neither of which she knew of before. She takes up sex and pamphleteering, and soon, under Luigi's flabbergasted eyes, is rolling about with an as sortment of lovers, male and female...