I’ve always regarded top-tier professional photographers with awe. The way they can adjust f-stops and ‘paint with light’ to conjure up – at their best – an image for the ages.
In my world, iconic photographs – David Bailey’s black-and-white of Mick Jagger in a fur hood or Duffy’s Alladin Sane-era Bowie spring to mind – get treated with as much reverence as paintings by the Old Masters. Even if the photographer has taken direct inspiration from the work of actual Old Masters, such as Girl With A Pearl Earring or The Birth of Venus.
