A man found in his kitchen cabinet a box of 73 photographs from Weegee’s time as a freelance news photographer in New York City.
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The man originally bought the 73 images at a second-hand shop in the 1970s.
Weegee, the pseudonym of Arthur (Usher) Fellig, was a press photographer in New York City who’s best known for his gritty photos of urban life, death,
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Weegee, the pseudonym of Arthur (Usher) Fellig, was a press photographer in New York City who’s best known for his gritty photos of urban life, death, accidents, and crime in the 1930s and 1940s. His life and work is now being shared in the form of a graphic novel titled Weegee: Serial Photographer.
Weegee’s images of swells and speakeasies, crime and crowds, or perps and play are a singular record of New York City in the 1930s and 1940s.
In this cast of characters, Weegee was the Dante of New York’s nighttime demimonde. His photos, of swells and speakeasies, crime and crowds, or perps and play, are a singular record of New York City in the 1930s and ’40s. And just when you thought you had seen all of his work, a new book, “Extra! Weegee,” features vintage prints — many previously unseen — that captures Weegee’s singular point of view.
From Weegee to L.A. Confidential, both real and fiction crime stories have been well established as an object of intrigue. From April 25-27, Fototeka will be exhibiting images from a massive archive of Los Angeles Police Department crime scene and evidenc
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From Weegee to L.A. Confidential, both real and fiction crime stories have been well established as an object of intrigue. From April 25-27, Fototeka will be exhibiting images from a massive archive of Los Angeles Police Department crime scene and evidence photos, some dating back to 1925, on view for the first time ever as part of Paris Photo Los Angeles.
Arthur Fellig prowled the streets of New York with a stogie, a Speed Graphic and an unmatched feel for the real city. A new show, “Weegee: Murder is My Business,” shows how.
via Lens Blog: http://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/01/20/weegees-killer-decade/?pagewanted=all
A sprawling show devoted to an intense decade in the city’s history opens Friday at the International Center of Photography. “Weegee: Murder Is My Business” delivers on its promise, and then some, showcasing the work of the legendary photographer Arthur Fellig from 1935 to 1946.
“It’s like a modern Aladdin’s Lamp, you rub it and, in this case the camera, you push the button and it gives you the things you want.”
Click to Play (Right Click & Save to Download): “Weegee” MP3 by Weegee, 1958.
From the 1958 LP “Famous Photogr
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The subject is news photography. This was the most wonderful experience for any man or woman to go through. It’s like a modern Aladdin’s Lamp, you rub it and, in this case the camera, you push the button and it gives you the things you want. News photography teaches you to think fast, to be sure of yourself, self confidence. When you go out on a story, you don’t go back for another sitting. You gotta get it.
Capturing the soul of his beloved New York, in all its grit and glory, was what the photographer Arthur Fellig – aka Weegee – lived for. But he wasn’t exactly a stickler for realism, writes Lucy Davies
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Capturing the soul of his beloved New York, in all its grit and glory, was what the photographer Arthur Fellig – aka Weegee – lived for. But he wasn’t exactly a stickler for realism, writes Lucy Davies
BACK in the 1970s, a gutsy blond named Jill Freedman armed with a battered Leica M4 and an eye for the offbeat trained her lens on the spirited characters and gritty sidewalks of a now-extinct city.
Influenced by the Modernist documentarian André Kertész, with references to the hard-edged, black-and-white works of Weegee and Diane Arbus, this self-taught photographer captured raw and intimate images, and transformed urban scenes into theatrical dramas.
Her New York was a blemished and fallen apple strewn with piles of garbage. Prostitutes and bag ladies walked the streets, junkies staked out abandoned tenements, and children played in vacant lots.
“The city falling apart,” Ms. Freedman said one day recently in recalling that era. “It was great. I used to love to throw the camera over my shoulder and hit the street.”
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