COSMOPOLITAN AND SENSITIVE, articulate and composed, Wohlauer is a master of the dramatic image, the framed landscape, the arrested instant. In this collection of fifty of his best images selected from his work over the past decade, the viewer is treated to dolmans from Ireland and standing stones from Scotland, the sweeping waves of the Big Sur and Oregon coast, and the majestic and dramatic vistas of the American desert. These landscapes, carefully crafted, beautifully printed, stand beside his quiet and unassuming still lives and his sculpted nudes with an assured authority. For this is a photographer who feels no need to strain for effect, to manipulate techniques, material, or subject matter, or batter the viewer with proof of his virtuosity. The material is left to speak for itself, reflecting a talent that knows precisely what it is doing and is content to let the drama of the subjects at hand speak more loudly than the man behind the camera. Beautifully printed in fine-line duotone, this is an extraordinary record of compelling vision, of an artist working proudly in the footsteps of Adams, Weston, and Strand.
which is mostly simple, straightforward, understated black and white photography of landscapes he had to trek a bit to find in the American West, in England, Ireland, and Scotland, and includes some studio work, nude portraits of his wife who also writes several short reflections throughout the book.
They seem crazy about each other, which was nice aspect of the production to see/read. Thought Wohlauer died unexpectedly and too young in 2004 at the age of 50.
Using cameras no one makes anymore, using a developing process and with materials no one uses anymore, Wohlauer made photographs in the tradition of Ansel Adams and Edward Weston. The book collects fifty of his best photographs, and they are beautiful.