We’re Still Living in Man Ray’s Shadow
The Met’s pressure on quartz gun and fern—this is, at the rayographs—is a welcome escape from Guy Ray’s regular solid of bare and well-known population. His first quantity, “Champs délicieux” (Scrumptious Gardens), gave the impression in one of the attention-grabbing years of the 20th century: 1922, the annus mirabilis of literary modernism, which noticed the…
