Imogen Cunningham, cropped from the photograph Imogen and Twinka at Yosemite, 1974, by Judy Dater
April 12, 1883|
Portland, Oregon, U.S.
|Died||June 23, 1976
San Francisco, California, U.S.
|Education||University of Washington|
|Notable work||Magnolia Blossom (1925)
|Spouse(s)||Roi Partridge (1915-1934)|
When People magazine called me, I did the job on Ansel. I'm older than Ansel and he has to mind me.
I was poor. When you're poor you work, and when you're rich you expect somebody to hand it to you. So I think being reasonably poor is very good for people.
I think San Francisco is the best place in the whole world for an easy life.
I don't talk about success. I don't know what it is. Wait until I'm dead.
Everybody who does anything for the public can be criticized. There's always someone who doesn't like it.
I don't think there's any such thing as teaching people photography, other than influencing them a little. People have to be their own learners. They have to have a certain talent.
Oh, you ask me, what is the greatest torture of a person who does portraits for a living? I could fill several volumes with nice nasty stories. I don't know.
My mind is vacant on names, but I know him as well as anything. When I need names they drop out of my head; when I don't need them they drop back.
I was invited to photograph Hollywood. They asked me what I would like to photograph. I said, Ugly men.
A woman said to me when she first sat down, You're photographing the wrong side of my face. I said, Oh, is there one?
Some people say to me, Isn't it too bad that people discovered you so late? I never thought that.
When you do portraits professionally it's not a desire, it's for money.
There are certain things you don't discuss with Ansel, especially if you don't agree.
I told the students that whatever they did in class was for the wastebasket.
When people ask me silly questions about my private life, I just say, I don't discuss that.
I never stopped photographing. There were a couple of years when I didn't have a darkroom, but that didn't stop me from photographing.
I was brought up on art. My father thought I had a great hand at art and sent me to art school. But he did not want me to become a photographer.
I became kind of a drop-out in science after I came back to America. I wanted to photograph.
You see, I became kind of a drop-out in science after I came back to America.
When I need names they drop out of my head; when I don't need them they drop back.