http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartier-bresson
moreso than any other photographer, i always find something so haunting and gorgeous in his photos. the only way i could think to describe them would be as outrageously beauftiul. i cannot say why, they just are
barthes talks about 3 points of view in every photo, that of the operator (the photographer), the spectator (the person viewing the photogrpah), and the spectrum (that which the photo is taken of - the specter- a word connected at the same time to death and to the spectacle)
a photograph cannot say what is or what will be, it can only say definitively what has been. it blurs the edges of reality "since the immobility of a photograph is like the result of a perverse confusion between the Real and the Living : while attesting to the fact that an object has been real, it subtly implies that it is living".
none of the people photographed above are living, nor is the man that photographed them. i can't help but wonder about their stories, about his story. aside from being an interesting window into the early to mid twentieth century, the photos speak to me as do the specter of their subjects (and photographer)
