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Lädt ... Flotsamvon John Stewart
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"John Stewart is a rare combination: an artist, an adventurer, a survivor of a prison camp, a great photographer and a rambunctious, rollicking prose writer. He's had marvelous, unlikely experiences everywhere from the fashion salons of New York to the wildest mountains of Asia. The soul presented in this book is like none you've ever met."--C. K. Williams In these shimmering "analects," photographer John Stewart offers gleanings of vivid experiences from more than ninety years of living. Though he has discovered no "avowed meaning" to his life, Stewart finds moments where he "touched something here and there"--where he experienced moments of "being awake." Stewart shares his encounters with the famous and fascinating: drawing with Henri Cartier-Bresson in the south of France; on the set ofThe Bridge on the River Kwai in Sri Lanka; a comical meeting with John Cage on the Williamsburg Bridge at midnight; Picasso at a café; Matisse in his bedroom; Muhammad Ali; Isak Dinesen; Francis Poulenc; Diana Vreeland. From these accounts of travels far and wide to a poignant elegy for his son, Stewart'sFlotsam is full of wit and tenderness. "Looking at John Stewart's pictures, what first comes to mind is the word stillness . . . stillness is not immobility, nor calm. Within this stillness there is the tension of time, a contained vibration."--Jonathan Littell John Stewart began his career in photography in the 1950s, having previously served in the British army during WWII (including three years in a Japanese POW camp). His photographs have appeared inVogue,Harper's Bazaar,Life,Esquire, andFortune and in museums and major collections around the world. He now lives and works in Paris and Provence. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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But he did not die. And he did not, ever, forget what he calls his “moment of lucidity.” We sleepwalk through life, Stewart writes, but “I was awake when the sword whistled over my head.”
Stewart’s seemingly random collection of essays, Flotsam: Adventures of a Footloose Photographer, is something like a double fistful of moments in his life he remembers being “awake,” grasped tight so they don’t slip away, and strung into a narrative in the vain hope that some commonality, some message or purpose to his life will appear.
John Stewart has had what people would call “an interesting life.” And if his spare, understated writing style serves to emphasize just how interesting, it also underscores how much is left out: “Sonkrai [work camp], where I spent the longest period, had the worst reputation and suffered the most casualties. Cholera, dysentery, beriberi, and malaria were fast depleting the original contingent of 1,800 prisoners. By the war’s end, only 182 were still alive.” Flotsam is not a memoir, but a series of snap shots, placed not quite in order on the album pages, and, one feels, with some of the captions missing: “I look a leopard in the eye and we both know the inevitability of death.” “I catch up with the Korean who tortured us in the camps and decide not to shoot him.” “I meet the Amdo beggar woman and we seem to recognize each other.” It is as though Stewart lives his life eternally in the immediate present. Which I suppose is to be expected in a photographer. . . read full review