I love photography books. I can go to the library or the bookstore and spend hours on top of hours there. And that’s just with one book. The photographs visually take me to another place, another time. Recently I came across a photography book, The Atlas of Beauty. A young woman from Bucharest, Romania travels the world, taking photographs of women of all ages.
Many from India. There are women from China. Women from Afghanistan. Russian women. There are five hundred of these women in the book. And they are not models or actresses. They are street vendors and students, floral designers and weavers. They are women, just going about their day-to-days, their lives quite ordinary. Her concept is that women try to beautify what is already beautiful. Women are beautiful just the way they are.
The photographer
takes pictures, snap, snap, snap,
then perfection.
