And then We Get to Shovel, Again
The Hungarian photographer Andre Kertesz lived with his wife in a twelfth-story apartment overlooking Washington Square in New York City's Greenwich Village. Naturally he took pictures out the window. To see one of my favorite photographs ever, click here.
So we had a snowstorm in Philadelphia, on the night of February 22-23, and I was thinking of Kertesz, and I decided to take a picture from my doorstep (see above). And another.
And, the next morning, one from my bedroom window.
And then one from my back door.
Thank you for the inspiration, Mr. Kertesz. If I had your talent, I could have done better. But I'm satisfied.
For a recent story on Kertesz, click here.
See also I'm Haunted by Ben Shahn, Jersey Homesteads, A Mural Is Born, Winslow Homer for Today, Angry and Ridiculous, Snowbound, Deer Trails.
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