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André Kertész,
who I first met in 1975 when I hitchhiked on an overnight train, to Arles, France, at a picnic, with his dear wife Elizabeth, and with Agathe Gaillard, who showed André’s work at her Gallery in Paris over many years. In this first photograph, years later, I visited André, at their apartment overlooking Washington Square, in New York. We shared what was for me a very special connection. Here, André is looking at an essay of photographs that he liked very much that I had made of an elderly farm couple, Anna, and Flander. In this second photograph, when Elizabeth passed away, many years later, I was so touched, when André sent me a vintage print of a self-portrait of the two of them that he had made in Paris, signed on the back saying that Elizabeth would have wanted me to have this print, which my family and I will always treasure. André, who passed away in 1985, continues to inspire my life and work
©Photographs by David Turnley. New York, 1980, and with Dawson admiring Andre’s self-portrait. 2015.
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