I’m a big fan of the current exhibition at Gitterman Gallery featuring vintage works by the photographer Robert D’Alessandro. The images were collectively apart of the 1973 book Glory, and depict individual associations with the American flag during that tumultuous period.
I promise to work on writing unique reviews, but want to share The New Yorker‘s from May 30th:
“Glory,” the title of D’Alessandro’s 1973 book of photographs, is as understated and as charged as his pictures, each of which includes an American flag. Still timely more than three decades later, twenty-five of those pointedly black-and-white images reminds us that, where the stars and stripes are concerned, ambivalence, irreverence, and jingoistic display are nothing new. One of D’Alessandro’s flags is partly covered by a Malcolm X poster, one hangs near a “Wanted” poster for H. Rap Brown, and another drapes the couch under a naked, long-haired man whose lower legs are missing. The mood is brooding and disillusioned; the humor, pitch black.
