I’m blessed with a local library that values photography books. Here are a few of the books I’ve recently plucked from the self.

• Harry Callahan. The Photographer at Work.: fascinating, more about this one another day.
• Moksha, by Fazal Sheikh: beautiful, ethereal B&W, troubling subject. I usually pass on social justice sort of photography, but this book is hard to set aside.
• Weeping Mary, by O. Rufus Lovett: another book of great B&W work on an interesting documentary subject.
• Work, by Mitch Epstein: I just didn’t get it, but maybe you will.
• My America, by Christoper Morris: a retrospective of the excellent VII photographer’s time with George W. I couldn’t decide if this was boring or creepy? Subversive or patriotic? Is there a difference?
• David Hilliard: a weird, eponymous book of shabby-chic, large format work. I wanted to dismiss this at first, but I kept going back to it. There’s something there, but I’m not sure what.

What have you been looking at?