The "WILLIAM KLEIN + DAIDO MORIYAMA" exhibition that was held in October last year at London's Tate Modern on the River Thames was a very special event and one lucky occasion in the fifty-odd years of my photographing life.
That's because my encounter with William Klein's book "NEW YORK" back when I was 22 and still loitering around at the doorstep to the world of photography was a truly defining moment. The abundant fruits of an extremely violent yet freewheeling camera work tossed into that one volume caused in me a dizzying kind of sensation as I browsed through the book, and for the first time in my life I got to experience the physiological pleasure and impact of the images known as photography. Not giving a damn about things like reason or knowledge at the time, I was just standing there gazing, bending back, and muttering, "Awesome!"
That's because my encounter with William Klein's book "NEW YORK" back when I was 22 and still loitering around at the doorstep to the world of photography was a truly defining moment. The abundant fruits of an extremely violent yet freewheeling camera work tossed into that one volume caused in me a dizzying kind of sensation as I browsed through the book, and for the first time in my life I got to experience the physiological pleasure and impact of the images known as photography. Not giving a damn about things like reason or knowledge at the time, I was just standing there gazing, bending back, and muttering, "Awesome!"
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