Heart-thumping, thump, thump, thump... who says the 1930s weren't happening? Kertesz's distorted nudes say otherwise. Feminists back off, let's not hear any nonsense about objectification, disrespect, misogyny or disarticulation. In my eyes, this is a celebration of beauty, love in spite of [or because of] distortion/flaws, incredible technique and the joy of mirrors. Inspired is a limp wristed overused word at best but it's the best I can muster. This man is a curiosity at least and incredibly ahead of his time. [He would agree].
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