Yeah, tit for tat, let's see Avedon try to replicate my own personal vision and print style, if he were alive today. Even with all his money and connections, he couldn't do it, no way. He had his own personality and visual objectives - a completely different yardstick. A lot of that is baked-in, contingent on our own emotional makeup and personal visual experiences. They can't be simply switched around.
And Richard, your attempt at snarking doesn't faze me at all. We've got scrolls laying around by the most famous living calligrapher in Beijing at the time. My wife briefly studied under him - not that she was any good at it herself, like you, but because she was his first American student. And I've had curators from major museums sitting at my dinner table, openly mocking their their own "academic" profession, along with its many droids, in words too vulgar to repeat here. My aunt, whose work is in many major museums including the Whitney and Smithsonian, who had a phD in Art History, ridiculed the "art speak" and pontiffs of her era, and told me even when I was a little kid to only to trust my own pair of eyes instead. Best advice I ever got.
You mentioned Friedlander ... well, more of the same. When he came to Yosemite he produced a few interesting pictures; but they only told me about Friedlander himself, and nothing about the place. He was superimposing instead of observing, with a kind of artsy objective in mind. That doesn't mean I'm yet another AA wannabee at all, and my hundreds of prints of the mountain prove that - I have my own way of looking at things and composing them. But I still want to discover rather than invent, and to soak-in rather than superimpose. But that takes quality time. Avedon and Friedlander were apparently both nervous urban types not well attuned for that kind of visual contemplation, and therefore out of their element. Two things I abhor : an advertising style "gotcha" mentality, and pretense.