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Wendy Phillips
Jan 23, 1999, 3:00:00 AM1/23/99
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"Dog Dogs"
by Elliott Erwitt
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0714838055/wendysmall
Nearly every one of the 500 black-and-white pictures in this
book is a miraculous blend of composition and content,
placing photographer Elliott Erwitt right up there with the
other postwar, 20th-century masters of moment and meaning.
Erwitt writes in his introduction, "This is not a book of
dog pictures but of dogs in pictures." It is the photograph
that counts, above and beyond its subject, for the
photographer of genius. But Erwitt is bound to be called a
sentimentalist because he photographs dogs, whom we, in our
species-centric way, tend to think of as, well, animals. If
Erwitt proves anything, however, it is that our close
relationship with these furry fellow travelers is due to
mutual resemblance. There is a Native American myth that
when the world was created, a great fissure began to split
the earth. Humans were caught on one side of the chasm,
animals on the other. The dog, however, seeing the gap
widen, leaped across to the human side, where he has been
ever since. This book captures the pleasures of our loyal,
dependent friends, as well as their sorrows and
disappointment when they are forced to adapt to human
callousness, neglect, or even love.
by Elliott Erwitt
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0714838055/wendysmall
Nearly every one of the 500 black-and-white pictures in this
book is a miraculous blend of composition and content,
placing photographer Elliott Erwitt right up there with the
other postwar, 20th-century masters of moment and meaning.
Erwitt writes in his introduction, "This is not a book of
dog pictures but of dogs in pictures." It is the photograph
that counts, above and beyond its subject, for the
photographer of genius. But Erwitt is bound to be called a
sentimentalist because he photographs dogs, whom we, in our
species-centric way, tend to think of as, well, animals. If
Erwitt proves anything, however, it is that our close
relationship with these furry fellow travelers is due to
mutual resemblance. There is a Native American myth that
when the world was created, a great fissure began to split
the earth. Humans were caught on one side of the chasm,
animals on the other. The dog, however, seeing the gap
widen, leaped across to the human side, where he has been
ever since. This book captures the pleasures of our loyal,
dependent friends, as well as their sorrows and
disappointment when they are forced to adapt to human
callousness, neglect, or even love.
--
Wendy's Mall
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