A grave matter has come to our attention and we speak here to those who plan to die in the next fifty years or so. Subject matter is hard enough to come by for photographers; there are so many million of them that little goes unphotographed. Hardly a leaf falls that someone does not lift—perchance a picture has been hidden by an act of nature.
The return of man's image—the holding up of a mirror—is surely one of the basic functions of art, whether the mirror is held up to the eyes of the artist, or held up to one he loves or to society at large. Art, in all its abstractions, is essentially communication, from man to man, from the artist to the larger social world.
On the Pacific Ocean, while obsessed surfers passed, in sunshine I floated above the reef, and among anemones and shy squid, saw in rows of white shells like in a garden the words, scarred observors convenated mentor. Just as eggs are meant to be hatched and bombs to be dropped, so are messages meant to be received.
THIN REALISTIC ECHOES OF THE ABSTRACT MESCALIN VISION
The human response to the visual world can be altered by even a slight change in the chemical make-up of the body. An agent which effects such changes safely is Mescalin, the alkaloid that is the working ingredient of the vision inducing cactus, Peyote.
Exhibitions of news photographer's pictures, especially retrospective ones such as The Unguarded Moment, usually remind this reviewer of a hatchet murderer in a wax museum: the pictures are seen out of context with the period that they helped unfold; the photog rapher suddenly drops his anonymity and becomes a person.
Poetry Editor, John Ciardi of the SATURDAY REVIEW writes an exceptionally lucid article on means to experience a poem. The article is presented here for its fresh viewpoint on a similar approach to photographs. Paralleling again, he has had much the same "hands off that poem, dastard" response that aperture has had to some of its articles on the experiencing of the photograph.
When one captures the strength and the lyricism of a Beethoven quartet in words and photographs I believe it is cause for great rejoicing. And such has happened; the Weston issue of aperture is absolutely magnificent. Congratulations!