There seem to be all sorts of assumptions here about some people's reasons for being unexcited about Tichy. I don't care if he's a pervert or a genius recluse pursuing his own path. I have an affinity for both! The only thing that matters is whether or not I feel compelled to keep looking at his photos. In my case, I was bored before I had reached the end of the book the first time I saw it. Ornette Coleman once remarked some thing to the effect of: the only thing that matters in art is one's emotional response. For me, Tichy doesn't hit e in any particular way. I'm not in love and I'm not disgusted.