Josef Sudek, Photographer

Josef Sudek's Garden c. 1955 hangs in our photography gallery, I did not find a copy of the photo, but I did find this image, "Labyrinth in my Atelier" c. 1960. He was 64 years into his life, and oh so many pages.
In researching some poets we found a passage from an interview with Charles Wright about our artist of the week:
"There’s a very famous—maybe I’ve said this before—Czech photographer named Josef Sudek. He had only one arm. He was a great photographer and he used this big view camera and he did landscapes and still lifes and things like that. He was once asked why there were no people in his pictures. He said, “Well, I don’t know. There are always people there when I start, but by the time I get everything done and take the picture, they’ve all gone.” And that’s sort of the way my poems are. I think of them as being populated with people who are whispering stories in my ear which I then launder in my own way and present, and by the time the poem gets presented, all the people are gone and nothing’s left but the whispers."

Nothing sums up that sentiment more than this photograph for me. I have a feeling a week on Josef Sudek will be just enough to scratch the surface.