“Manuel Alvarez Bravo – whom Xavier Villaurrutia imagined as a man with his head in his hands, like Saint Dionysius– spent his life with a camera in his hands. The latest model, the biggest, the most sophisticated, the simplest, any camera, even a Polaroid. Sometimes, on leaving the city, he would fill a bag with various cameras, lenses, fillers, a tripod. He took it all with him, and though he would use only a small part of it, he shot every last roll of film. He had a steady hand. And the special relationship with sky and sunlight: they became his accomplices.”
– Colette Alvarez Urbajtel
I was browsing through the library today and I came across a choice book on Manuel Alvarez Bravo, a photographer out of Mexico City, Mexico. The book was “Polaroids.” Below are some of my favorites from the collection. View the full set over on the Polaroid page.
View the full set over on the Polaroid page.