Garry Winogrand (1928-1984) was a photographer (known for his portrayal of America in the 1960s and ’70s), born in New York City. He became part of the new era of "snapshots", where it wasn't about how beautiful the photograph was, it was about capturing the odd ends and quirks of everyday life. His style reminds me of Frank's The Americans.
After reading a bit about him, it makes me wonder if I should devote as much time on one shot as he had done. Growing up I always thought the best photographers would just skip around with their camera and take a couple of shots and that would be it. Obviously that's not the case. I've learned that I can't just spend one or two hours a week and expect extraordinary results. Winogrand probably had his Leica 24/7! I envy how he (and other photographers at the time) were able to take shots of strangers. There's something so strange yet familiar with his photographs. It seems like he was aggressive and determined (2,500 undeveloped rolls of film when he died). Reminds me of the opposite of Edward Weston- where Weston was all about complete tonality and right exposure, and Winogrand just seemed unconcerned with that type of stuff yet retaining a sense of composition.
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