Unlike the fine-art objects of pre-democratic eras, photographs don’t seem deeply beholden to the intentions of an artist. Rather, they owe their existence to a loose cooperation (quasi-magical, quasi-accidental) between photographer and subject — mediated by an ever simpler and more automated machine, which is tireless, and which even when capricious can produce a result that is interesting and never entirely wrong. (The sales pitch for the first Kodak, in 1888, was: ” You press the button, we do the rest.” The purchaser was guaranteed that the picture would be “without any mistake.” ) In the fairy tale of photography the magic box insures veracity and banishes error, compensates for inexperience and rewards innocence. ” 1973, Farrar, Straus and Giroux, New York, p. 53.
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