Thinking of Jerry N. Uelsmann

Uelsmann at home, (Rubin 2018)
Uelsmann’s Apocalypse II (1967) was just one of the relatively creepy images that haunted my childhood.
Uelsmann’s workspaces in 2018. I used these to rationalize not cleaning my room as a kid. And it became exactly how I would decorate as an adult.
A 1970 letter from Imogen Cunningham…
At left, half a Moonrise…
Uelsmann’s Little Hamburger Tree (1970) was so simple and yet always delightful. What’s missing here is a sense of just how small and adorable the print is — on silvery paper and tiny! His Untitled nude (1977) went up in our home when I was starting high school and I spent hours with it. For me it started a fascination with the body — and a focus on just how minimal a line or shadow can be to imbue the rock with sensuality.
The darkroom in our home (1978), a few enlargers, and Uelsmann’s prints on the wall. I spent most of high school in this windowless room.
My sister, Gabrielle Israelievitch’s montage “Yellow Taxi” (1998); one of my collegiate darkroom composites “Sayles Beach” (1982)
For my 19th birthday…
From today’s Gainesville Sun: “Jerry Uelsmann, center, speaks to friend Mel Rubin after Uelsmann’s presentation about his friendship with photographer Ansel Adams at the Harn Museum of Art.” FILE/CHRISTINA STUART/THE GAINESVILLE SUN

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