When I first came to New York as a country bumpkin Art Kane was the enfant terrible art director and later the wunderkind commercial photographer of his generation. The Art Director’s Club had announced a demonstration by leading graphic designers at one of their evenings, which was open to the public. I went eagerly hoping to glimpse Peck’s Bad Boy. Which one was he I wondered? When I saw a man wearing a blue shirt with an orange tie in the midst of a sea of black suits with white shirts and ties, I realized it must be he.
The next time I saw Art Kane he had become the daring young man who took photographs without a net. I was in London at the theatre and there he was with two very attractive models, looking much in his element. This time the tie was blue, and the shirt was orange. In time we managed to become friends, but I always felt very much the freshman loafing with the senior.
At his memorial I wore a blue shirt with an orange tie in remembrance of the first time I saw him.
The book Art Kane is Art Kane. His photography has shelf life.
Duane Michals, Photographer
Reel Art Press
Photography by Art Kane
by Jonathan Kane (Author), Holly Anderson (Author), Peter Doggett (Introduction), Michael Somoroff (Foreword)
320pp; Hardback w/slipcase;
200 colour & b/w photographs
304 x 245 mm / 12 x 10 in