No one knew turn-of-the-century Paris better than Photographer Eugene Atget. He trudged its boulevards and back alleys, aiming his antique box camera at the sidewalks, the rooftops, the chestnut trees, the shop windows and the people. Passers-by suspected him of being a lunatic or even a spy. Artier photographers ridiculed him as a crackpot and tasteless hack. Among the few to appreciate his work as time went by was U.S. Photographer Berenice Abbott.
Last week Photographer Abbott, who bought up the photographs and plates Atget left behind at his death in 1927, was displaying 200 of the best of them at Manhattan's...
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