After Arbus Wolfgang Tillmans, seeing and thinking by Holly Myers
From the website: The distinction is more romantic than intellectual, I'll admit — and therein lies the problem. Photography obviously didn't disappear after 1971 (the year of Arbus' death), but, like art generally, went the way of the intellect, exalting concept over impression, thinking over looking. The romantic ideal of the photographer as pure eye gave way to the photographer as typologist, trickster and theorist. With Ruscha's "Every Building on the Sunset Strip," photography became a tool rather than a mode of being, and rarely achieved — or cared to achieve, or even necessarily trusted — the sheer visceral (that is, visual/emotional/psychological) impact that previous generations strove for.
