I had never heard of De Zayas until being assigned this essay. It seems he was from a wealthy family, well educated, and capable of international travel in the early 20th century. He first made a name for himself as an illustrator with a hugely popular exhibition of caricatures of NY’s glitterati. The exhibit was held at Stieglitz’s gallery 291, which resulted in the two men forming a close relationship, with De Zayas subsequently scouting talent in Paris and establishing a career as an art critic and NY gallery owner. Geoff Dyer could have been writing of De Zayas when he said of himself: “not taking photographs is a condition of writing about them.”
This essay was composed in 1913 during a two-year stay in NY that saw De Zayas produce his last major piece of illustration. He had only a couple of years previous published the first interview with Pablo Picasso, whom he had met in Paris, and whose work is referenced in the work under review here. For an essay on art, it’s not entirely opaque. It feels like a part of a larger conversation to which we are not a part and therefore requires a bit more attention than a piece written for a general audience.


