Photography at Auction

This piece is a pigment print from the original negative, shot by Milton Greene in 1955. This photograph of Marilyn Monroe is from a photoshoot which became known as "The Pekingese Dog Sitting" because Marilyn was accompanied by her hair stylist's dog during other photographs from the same series. Marilyn was shot in a gorgeous Bill Blass gown which became an integral part of the series. This black gown juxtaposed with the stark red background make these photographs hard to forget. These photographs were seen for the first time in 2013 after being locked away and unpublished for over 50 years until Andrew Weiss Gallery...

This piece is an original photograph from the original negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945 and printed at a later date. It depicts a young Marilyn Monroe (then known as Norma Jean...

Edition 2/10 - Ornate Doors, The Royal Palace, Fes, Morocco, Silver Gelatin Photograph Edition of 10 + 5 APs. Front: Signature and edition number with artists blind stamp. 
 Back: I...

This image is from the last photoshoot of Marilyn Monroe taken by George Harris, 2 1/2 weeks before her death in August, 1962 in Santa Monica, California. Photolithograph taken from ...

This photograph of Marilyn was taken at the Hollywood Hills home of Tim Leimert 2 1/2 weeks before Marilyn's death. Photolithograph taken from original negative. Published by Edward ...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial ...

Freighter traffic on the Great Lakes is abundant and exciting to ride along side of! This photograph is of the Great Republic. It may also be ordered as a 5 x...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 in Los Angeles, California. This photograph is from a ...

Digital photograph with glossy coat on acrylic panel. Artist statement: Graffiti Mash-Up Series, 2014 In January 2014, I visited Buenos Aires, Argentina. The city has developed a ...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 in Los Angeles, California. This photograph is from a ...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 in Los Angeles, California. This photograph is from a collection entitled "The Last Photos", which ...

artist: Anastasia Kurakina abstract expressionist colour pencil drawing on paper( one of a kind hand signed Anastasia dialogues with the chromatic material which she lets flow free...

An image of the buds on tree branches just before the storm were turned 4 times to create this photograph. Framing options available--this particular photo looks great in a white fr...

Crab humor is what makes this photo special. Photo of a crab on Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial ...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 at the North Hollywood home of Barris' close friend. Taken only two weeks before her death, this p...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 in the North Hollywood home of Barris' close friend. Taken only two weeks before her death, this p...

An original photograph printed from the original camera negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945, and printed in 2010. This image depicts a young Norma Jeane at the beginning of her ca...

An original photograph printed from the original camera negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945, and printed in 2010. This image depicts a young Norma Jeane at the beginning of her ca...

This piece is an original silver gelatin print from the original negative, shot by Laszlo Willinger in 1948, and printed at a later date. It depicts a young Marilyn Monroe in a pin ...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial ...

This piece is an original vintage photograph, from the original negative, shot by Laszlo Willinger in 1949. It depicts a young Marilyn Monroe wearing a crochet top. Hand signed by ...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial ...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

This photograph of Marilyn Monroe was shot by photographer, George Barris, in 1962 on Santa Monica Beach in California. This photograph is from a collection entitled "The Last Photos...

This piece is an original chromogenic print that was hand developed from the original negative by Bert Stern. This photo is part of The Last Sitting p...

This piece is an original chromogenic print that was hand developed from the original negative by Bert Stern. This photo is part of The Last Sitting portfolio, taken six weeks before...

Photographed in her car at the Hollywood Hills home of Tim Leimert, this black and white photolithograph was created from the original negatives in 1962 and printed in 1987. Publishe...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

This piece is an original photograph printed from the original camera negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945, and printed in 2010. This image depicts a young Norma Jeane at the begin...

This piece is an original photograph printed from the original camera negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945, and printed in 2010. This image depicts a young Norma Jeane at the begin...

This piece is an original photograph printed from the original camera negative, shot by Bill Carroll in 1945, and printed in 2010. This image depicts a young Norma Jeane at the begin...

This piece is an original color photograph that was hand developed from the original negative by Bert Stern. This photo is part of The Last Sitting portfolio, taken six weeks before Marilyn Monroe...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

Halftone photographic print on gloss photographic paper. Unsigned and unnumbered, as issued. Good Condition; never framed or matted. Notes: From the folio, Alfred Stieglitz Memorial Portfolio 1864-1946, 1947. Published by Twice a Year Press, New York; printed by Lakeside Press, Chicago, 1947. Excepted from the folio, edition limited to fifteen-hundred copies. INTRODUCTORY NOTE-AMERICA WITHOUT ALFRED STIEGLITZ, Twice during his life, and now again after his death, the compelling and magnetic personality of Alfred Stieglitz has evoked spontaneous group tribute. In America and Alfred Stieglitz, as in the earlier and memorable No. 47 of Camera Work, the elusive question: What is the meaning of Stieglitz? was posed. In both volumes—as in so much other writing about him-it was answered in as many ways as there were artists, writers, composers-individuals in all fields of endeavor attempting to "explain" him. Indeed, the meaning and influence of Stieglitz as artist, patron, teacher, inspirer, friend, critic, were so vastly complex, it may be that no single estimate of him could at any point fully cover all facets of his character. Thus it may be both inevitable and particularly fitting that a memorial volume to him should also be in the form of a group tribute the more so since he himself so firmly believed that no matter how diligently one attempts to evaluate the meaning of any individual or work of art (or life itself for that matter) there can never be one single interpretation, one single estimate that can be viewed as absolute or final. That tribute should be paid by a group is fitting for still another reason, for although Stieglitz was ostensibly a great individualist, no one believed more firmly than did he in the idea that individuals dedicated to the same ends should come together and work together for a common purpose each leaving the other free to say his say without interference. In reading over the tributes now published in this portfolio as they have been received, I have felt what I always feel about any writing concerning Stieglitz that is born of deep feeling: That those who are moved to write about him invariably do so more from a desire to share a sense of wonder about him, than actually to "explain" his meaning or importance. This again is as it should be, for Stieglitz's entire life was dedicated to the sense of wonder-his own, as well as that of others. There were those who scoffed at the title "America and Alfred Stieglitz" when the volume bearing that name first appeared (the inference having been that those responsible for it overestimated Stinglitz's importance). The question now is-What of America without Alfred Stieglitz? What has gone out of our lives now that Stieglitz is no longer here? For certainly we have suffered a great and abiding loss in his death. And although America is infinitely richer for his having lived, it is not quite the same now that he is gone. Certainly there is no one in this country now standing up for the arts in precisely the manner in which Stieglitz stood up for them. There is no one now fighting as he fought to keep art from being regarded as a commodity. There is no gallery in America at this moment whose spirit and approach are even remotely related to the spirit of "291," the Intimate Gallery, An American Place. Wherever Stieglitz functioned there was a sacred feeling about the artist, about the work of art, about the cleanliness of walls, about those seeking art. There is now no one photographing as he photographed; no one speaking as he spoke. America without Alfred Stieglitz is indeed changed subtly but incontrovertibly changed. This portfolio is published to re-evoke the tradition in which he lived. It is issued as a labor of love, in tribute to a great and lovable man, in deep sadness that he is no longer alive and in dedication to the principles for which he stood, and the spirit in which he worked. The tributes received have been printed without editing, except for corrections of important errors of fact. They express the views of their authors; they are inevitably as much portraits of their authors as of their subject. I have included excerpts from a few letters received after Stieglitz's death, which, although not written for publication, seem somehow to belong; various pieces written about Stieglitz some time ago by those who would surely have contributed related tributes now, had they not died within recent years; several articles meant for this portfolio but already published elsewhere; a cross-section of obituaries and memorial pieces from leading newspapers and journals; a few tributes received after the portfolio was planned, at the request of their authors. As for the decision to include reproductions of Stieglitz's photographs: As with all attempts to reproduce his work, I have felt a certain degree of hesitation. Although he disliked very much having his work reproduced, he would, in general, permit reproductions to be published when requested. I have attempted to procure the best approximation of his work that could be made in America at this time. To those who believe it unfitting to reproduce Stieglitz's work at all, or that one should wait to do so until conditions are perfect, I can only state this: Stieglitz was indeed a great perfectionist, but he spoke out vigorously against making such a fetish of perfectionism that one might finally do nothing whatsoever in behalf of the very things about which one claims to care the most. Years ago he wrote to someone who asked to reproduce his work: "My photographs do not lend themselves to reproduction. The very qualities that give them their life would be completely lost in reproduction. The quality of touch in its deepest living sense is inherent in my photographs. When that sense of touch is lost, the heartbeat of the photograph is extinct. In the reproduction it would become extinct dead. My interest is in the living. That is why cannot give permission to reproduce my photographs." He wrote this, despite giving permission to reproduce his work many times both before and after the statement was written. At another time he wrote: "As for reproductions, I feel that if the spirit of the original is lost, nothing is preserved. My work might be reproduced if properly interpreted, that is, the spirit might be preserved. Of course, some of the things can't possibly be reproduced for obvious reasons. Above all, the reproductions must have a clean feeling— an absolute integrity of their own." Aware of these feelings and despite the paradox that he so often granted permission to reproduce his work in spite of them—wish to make it clear that the reproductions herewith included are in no sense offered as substitutes for Stieglitz originals. They are published rather as a reminder of the originals themselves. In concentrating so intently upon the fostering of other artists, Stieglitz paid far too little attention to seeing that his own work might be better known to the general public. It is high time that this situation was remedied. To print a mere twenty reproductions, in the light of the enormous scope of Stieglitz's work, is also not to suggest that this portfolio represents a true "cross-section" of his work. All that could be done under the present circumstances was to choose a few representative prints, from various periods, that might possibly be reproduced without losing too much of the form of the originals, and thereby show at least the general direction in which Stieglitz's work evolved even though obviously only in a cursory-and therefore perhaps misleading-fashion. But if the inclusion of these few reproductions should do nothing more than lead those who see them to the originals, their publication may be justified. In the final analysis, in paying tribute to Stieglitz one cannot help but wish-first and foremost-to enable his contribution as an artist to speak for itself. For his contribution as photographer will live on—as symbol and portrait of all that he stood for, envisioned, created, expressed-quite independently of whatever else he fostered and inspired. And that contribution is one of the greatest in the world of art in our time. —Dorothy Norman...

Rebecca Skinner’s “Book Beauty 5” is a 20 x 30 inch metal print of plant life growing on books left to decay in a deserted school. The color photograph with hues of green and blue is...

Rebecca Skinner’s “Discarded” was photographed at an abandoned lace factory and is part of a series documenting the loss of industry in America. The 20 x 30 inch color photo of a yel...

"Basquiat"is a photomosaic artwork by Destro. The first release in a series mosaic works called "Icons". Destro has created large prints which are made up of many hundreds of smalle...

Edition 1/10 - Passageway, Venice, Italy, C-Type Photograph Edition of 10 + 5 APs. Front: Signature and edition number with artists blind stamp. 
 Back: Ink stamp and print details....

Edition 2/10 - Champagne Flutes, Chinon, France, Silver Gelatin Photograph Edition of 10 + 5 APs. Front: Signature and edition number with artists blind stamp. 
 Back: Ink stamp and...

"ELVIS BY ANDY WARHOL" is a photomosaic artwork by Destro. This image is made up of 100's of smaller images of Elvis Presley. Archival photographic paper Framing options available

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This is a contemporary black and white photograph of Northern California Wild Mustangs. "They represent the ultimate expression of American freedom" Unsigned print. Printed on lust...

Original museum grade exhibition prints on acid-free archival luster paper. These are the highest quality NASA prints ever produced. *This print can be hung vertical or horizontal ...

Peapods after the big chop. Photograph by Deborah Benedic,

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Photo from Detroit Auto Show. Measures 8 x 10 inches and is Unframed. Also available: 5 x 7 inches.

"Barn in Winter" is an original photograph taken near the cemetery where the photographer's mother is buried near Monroe, Michigan. Image size: 5 x 7 8 x 10 with frame made of mat ma...

This is a contemporary black and white photograph of Northern California Wild Mustangs. "They represent the ultimate expression of American freedom" Archival paper w archival inks ...

Archival museum quality exhibition print. Taken aboard Apollo 8 by Bill Anders, this iconic picture shows Earth peeking out from beyond the lunar surface as the first crewed spacecra...

Edition 1/10 - Chairs, The Royal Palace Gardens, Paris, France, Silver Gelatin Photograph Edition of 10 + 5 APs. Front: Signature and edition number with artists blind stamp. 
 Back...

From the 50th Anniversary Portfolio (1902 - 1952). Printed circa early 1950s by Brett Weston under Edward's supervision. 100.

Edition 2/10 - Architecture in the Sky, London, Silver Gelatin Photograph Edition of 10 + 5 APs. Front: Signature and edition number with artists blind stamp. 
 Back: Ink stamp and ...

29,5x42cm original abstract painting on paper hand signed artist: Anastasia Kurakina