Miniature Photography

'Peony No.5’ photographed in London, United Kingdom 2024. It is a still life black and white film photograph, made with a large format 4x5 Linhof camera. Limited edition of 20. Pr...

'Four ocean pearls' Photographed using large format 4x5 film camera, that provides increadible detail and light dynamics of Agrostemma flowers. From limited edition of 20. The pho...

Alfred Stieglitz (American, Hoboken, New Jersey 1864–1946 New York) "City of Ambition" from Camera Work Number 36 (1910) Photogravure on Japanese tissue mounted on paper, as issued. ...

Kalli Brelsford Downtown Views – Looking Up Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provide...

Rebecca Skinner’s “Interior III” is a 12 x 18 inch color photograph taken from inside an abandoned farmhouse in North Dakota. The viewer gets a glimpse of the beautiful landscape thr...

Kay Tibbs Lightning Strike Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal...

Emily Evans Sloan Sparring Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal...

Daniel Videtich Peter with Jesus and Mary Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and fram...

Kevin Vivers Taking flight Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal...

Kevin Vivers Devotion Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal blac...

Keith Haring Subway Drawings Photograph: This photograph captures Keith Haring's epic conquest, producing public art across the New York City subwa...

Erin Rockers City Market Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matte...

Tim Pott Central Avenue Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal bl...

Jarrett Redd Alligator Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal bla...

Jarrett Redd Fog Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal black fra...

Erin Rockers Crossroads Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal bl...

Tim Pott Peter’s Neighborhood Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a mini...

Don Porter Kaw Point Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal black ...

Black and white fine art landscape photography. Archival pigment ink print as part of a limited edition of 9. All Gerald Berghammer prints are made to order in limited editions on Ha...

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 ...

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...

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 ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 ...

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...

Paul Middleton Westport Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal bl...

Paula Newton Burr Oaks Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minimal blac...

JoLynne Martinez Kansas City Indian Center Staff Members Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang;...

Shannon Maltbie-Davis Bird’s Eye View of KC Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and fr...

Robert Mapplethorpe William S. Burroughs Photograph, Silver Gelatin Print Year: 1982 Size: 9.8 × 7.8 inches Stamped verso Accompanied by Radar, Basel, Edition C.L.A.G., 1982; Text in German Gallery COA provided Robert Mapplethorpe was born November 4, 1946, in Floral Park...

Richard Klopfenstine Library Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed in a minim...

Jeff Burk Under the Buck O’Neil Bridge Year: 2024 Archival Pigment Print on Hahnemuehle Baryta Rag Framed Size: 13 x 13 x 0.25 inches COA provided *Ready to hang; matted and framed ...

Black and white fine art long exposure waterscape - landscape photography. Archival pigment ink print as part of a limited edition of 7. All Gerald Berghammer prints are made to orde...

Black and whitefine art cityscape - landscape photography. Central park in winter with snow and the unique skyline in the background, New York City, USA. Archival pigment ink print, ...

Small bleached found abstract photographic artwork by Jim Dingilian. Offered framed in plexiglass. Frame size: 5 x 6.25 inches Paper size: 3 3/8 x 4.75 inches Jim Dingilian makes ...

Old Days  - A Woman with her Seven Children and two Stewardesses posing near the Steps of a Lai plane is a vintage black and white photograph realized in 1956. Good conditions.

Unique landscape photograph; This mixed process ice-rubbing photogram was made with snow, sand, palm leaves, the Pacific Ocean, and a frozen spinach-infused concoction. (Apologies for the cell shot, I am between (teaching) classes right now, which means I won't have access to a flatbed scanner for at least a few months; my darkroom is at home in my space-challenged NYC apartment and I pump out way too much artwork to pay per print or by the hour to scan work, so for now, cell shots of my new work will have to suffice.) I collected most of these materials when I was in southern California, teaching a brief photograms workshop, last summer, as my current body of work ("Winds of Change") inspired me to begin making location-specific photograms, which are landscape photographs in their own right (which is actually what inspired my vision for my upcoming monograph, EQUIVALENCE). I'm starting to run quite low on ocean water and find snow and various ice concoctions to be a wonderful materials to work with, so used the latter to stretch my Windansea Beach materials a bit further. Printed in February 2024, this cameraless photograph actually originated as a demo print, for a Zoom DIY Darkroom student (that's what I do for work post-covid, as my darkroom is in my apartment). A photogram is made by placing materials directly on top of a photographic surface and exposing it to light. Followed by processing it in darkroom chemistry. It is unique, and I do NOT EVER offer digital versions of my work, so once a print sells, that's it, it's off the market. I tend to do triple exposures with weird light...

Hand Printed Photograph by artist on silver gelatin paper. Limited Edition 2/30 Printed 2012 Newly available. Available in other sizes printed to order. Matted to 16x20"

Black and white fine art cityscape - landscape photography print. Archival pigment ink print, edition of 9. Signed, titled, dated and numbered by artist. Certificate of authenticity ...

Vintage Ramones photograph circa early 1980s. A vintage original darkroom print by unknown photographer. Silver gelatin print. Dimensions: 10 x 8...

MICHAEL CHILDERS Andy Warhol in his New York studio, 1976 Photographic print Printed in 2007 Signed boldly on the front in black felt tip pen by photographer Michael Childers Frame included: in the original frame as donated by the photographer to the Palm Springs Art Museum This is one of a series of portraits of Andy Warhol by Michael Childers, founding photographer of Warhol's Interview and After Dark magazines, taken in his New York studio and Paris from 1976-1980. This work is signed on the front and framed. It was acquired from the Palm Springs Art Museum, where it was donated by the artist. The verso of the frame bears the works title, original year in felt tip marker, and the artist's studio stamp with copyright of 2007 (year printed) Another example of this work was exhibited at the Palm Springs Art Museum and a different example is part of the Michael Childers collection at the Las Vegas Art Museum Measurements: Artwork (visible): 7 x 9 7/8 inches Frame: 12 x 15 x .4 inches Michael Childers Biography: Since the 1960s, Michael Childers has been photographing famous people...

Willy Ronis, Le Nu Provençal, 1949, printed 2001. 12 1/4 x 10 1/8", gelatin silver print. Signed on print recto. Titled, dated and artist stamp on print verso.

Original oil painting on panel, circa 1998. Size: 15.5 x 11.5 inches. Inscription: Signed, recto; titled in artist’s handwriting on label, verso. Provenance: Estate of Ian Hornak, Ea...

Once We Were Warriors - 2007 20x20cm. Sold out Edition of 5, Artist Proof 2/2, LAST PRINT. Archival Print, based on the Polaroid. Certificate and Signature label. Artist Inven...

Debbie Harry Photograph: NYC, 1976: Debbie Harry East Village, 1976 by celebrated New York photographer Fernando Natalici. Cooler than cool, this classic "Blondie" photo was captured...

La Tour Eiffel derrière les toits de Paris