Like the previous volumes The Window of My Studio and Still Lifes, this new Josef Sudek monograph collects a series of photographs made within the confines of the Czech photographer's workspace. Sudek's studio famously verged on installation art, as the poet Jaroslav Seifert recalled: -Breton's surrealism would have come into its own there. A drawing by Jan Zrzavy lay rolled up by a bottle of nitric acid, which stood on a plate where there was a crust of bread and a piece of smoked meat with a bite taken out of it. And above this hung the wing of a Baroque angel with Sudek's beret hanging from it.... This disorder was so picturesque, so immensely rich, that it almost came close to being a strange but highly subtle work of art.- Gathered here in all their surreal beauty, the Labyrinths series depicts multilayered assemblages of objects in endlessly permutated combinations.
Like the previous volumes The Window of My Studio and Still Lifes, this new Josef Sudek monograph collects a series of photographs made within the confines of the Czech photographer's workspace. Sudek's studio famously verged on installation art, as the poet Jaroslav Seifert recalled: -Breton's surrealism would have come into its own there. A drawing by Jan Zrzavy lay rolled up by a bottle of nitric acid, which stood on a plate where there was a crust of bread and a piece of smoked meat with a bite taken out of it. And above this hung the wing of a Baroque angel with Sudek's beret hanging from it.... This disorder was so picturesque, so immensely rich, that it almost came close to being a strange but highly subtle work of art.- Gathered here in all their surreal beauty, the Labyrinths series depicts multilayered assemblages of objects in endlessly permutated combinations.