Todo tiene su tiempo

En palabras de Claudio Rolle, la travesía va dejando vestigios de vida restituida por medio de los objetos, los apuntes, las huellas que, de manera más o menos involuntaria, dejaron esos hombres y mujeres cuya cadena vital se interrumpió al desaparecer sus etnias. Ante tamaña tragedia el silencio parece ser una primera respuesta, un silencio de conmoción y sobrecogimiento, de respeto y de solidaridad con las víctimas de un exterminio. Pero luego emerge con fuerza el imperativo que la historia en cuanto disciplina de conocimiento de la aventura humana en el tiempo y en sociedad nos...

As I recall discovering this book of photographs, I remember the sense of beauty and mystery that remains undiminished almost seventy years after its original publication. On a formal plane, one can easily understand how Man Ray manipulated the optics of the camera, juxtaposing near and far, object against object, space against object, and tactile against transparent. It is also apparent how he deliberately manipulated the process of photographic printmaking, using unusual tones of black, white, and gray to transform content into spaces, forms and surfaces. However, it is not simply how Man...

Nadar, whose real name was Felix Tournachon (1820-1910), was a conspicuous, even astonishing presence in nineteenth-century France. Engaging and quick-witted, he invented himself over and over as a bohemian writer, a journalist, a romantic utopian, a caricaturist, a portrait photographer, a balloonist, an entrepreneur, a prophet of aeronautics. The name "Nadar" was on everyone's lips. Today, it is Nadar's photography that is remembered. His sitters, who were often his friends, included the great men and women of his time: Dumas, Rossini, Baudelaire, Sarah Bernhardt, Daumier, Berlioz, George...