Cartier-Bresson

Henri Cartier-Bresson, Heyeres, 1922

In contrast to the warmth of Lartigue, the coldness of Cartier-Bresson.

As Robert Frank said of him: "You never felt that he was moved by something that was happening, other than the beauty of it, or just the composition."

That seems right. Beyond that momentary if decisive apotheosis of form, there's often less to Cartier-Bresson than meets the eye.


Henri Cartier-Bresson, Simiane-la-Rotonde, 1970

Yet what an eye he had.