‘I Can’t Remember a Time When Cartier-Bresson’s Images Did Not Exist in my Mind’
Travel Blog • Eva Holland • 06.29.10 | 10:31 AM ET
Over at The Smart Set, Jason Wilson pushes back against the critics of the soon-to-wrap Cartier-Bresson exhibit at MoMA—and wonders, at the same time, how much of his resistance to the criticism is purely personal. It’s a good read. Here’s a taste:
It hit me as I approached the mural-sized world maps that greet museum-goers at the show’s entrance, with dotted lines tracing Cartier-Bresson’s famous journeys over several decades. Ringing in my ears was Schjeldahl’s snarky take: “This suggests a novel measurement of artistic worth: mileage. It seems relevant only to the glamour quotient—a cult, practically—of Cartier-Bresson’s persona, pointing up what seems to me most resistible in his work.”
Ouch, I thought. But mainly because I was flashing on my own career as a travel writer, one that began 15 years ago when I gave up writing a novel. I’ve always harbored my own deep fears that I passed, miles ago, over that “impassable” line from art to journalism, never to return.
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