(...)But New York was different. Arriving here in 1935, at age 21, I was overwhelmed by its grandeur and ceaseless energy. I felt this was the place where I wanted to stay. The tremendous difference in scale between the soaring buildings and people moving against them in the street astonished me, and it took a couple of years before I felt ready to photograph.
.Rudy Burckhardt
Heavy bus slows, New York my ride
Speeds up, on the hill Rudy waves
Then faster seize me, pivot, evade
A mien, step, store, lawn sliced from lives
A nap at dusk; entering night
Landscape threatens, no matter which
Caveman’s faith, artifical light
A shack in the woods, the turned switch
One a.m. stop; drunk or sly strangers
Turnpike, the bus wheezes, slows, drives
And so Bronx, known Manhattan kerbs
Turned key in my lock, the door gives
Miserably weak, pour some shots
Don’t look, make the bed, it’s day out
Edwin Denby
Ο Rudy Burckhardt (1914-1999) αποθανάτισε με τον φακό του την Νέα Υόρκη και άλλες πόλεις. Τον ενδιέφεραν, κυρίως, οι ιδιορρυθμίες της σύγχρονης αστικής ζωής, και ιδιαίτερα η ζωή των δρόμων από την προοπτική του πεζού.
Ο Edwin Denby (1903-1983), ποιητής και κριτικός χορού, ήταν στενός φίλος και συνεργάτης του Rudy Burckhardt.
Ο Edwin Denby (1903-1983), ποιητής και κριτικός χορού, ήταν στενός φίλος και συνεργάτης του Rudy Burckhardt.
