Helmut Newton, the glamor and voyeurism
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| Villa d'Este, Lake Como, Italy 1975 |
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For me, his photos have roots in the eighties. Or so we like to believe.
photos of models. Nude pictures. Nudes and visions.
caused the first, the second essential. This will be remembered for Helmut Newton, the photographer (erotic, if you can say, or not) most celebrated and criticized around the world.
The last time was in an official capacity was in Milan at Galleria Sozzani of Corso Como, at the opening of an exhibition of his photographs on the theme of crime entitled "Yellow Pages". Simple title, simple but ingenious at the same time. It was the summer of 2003.
About six months later (January 24, 2004), died in Los Angeles in a car accident. On that occasion, worldly, in his Polaroid, among people and journalists wandered haughty and sullen as only a true star can be.
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| Bergstrom over Paris, 1970s |
Among my pages there will never be (how could it!)
There will be its everlasting shots. Click
with whom knew forever revolutionize fashion photography and advertising. Her look was often an act of voyeurism. His frame was fetishism, the shoot became a game, mystery, set design, glamor, sadism, seduction. His models were almost always depicted nude, her face covered by thick dark glasses firmly planted on the sharp stiletto heels, made up as marble statues on the pedestal of the pin. Newton claimed the
and tasted lattex wrapped in and accompanied by the perfect accessories that seem to excite the male imagery, focused in actions and thoughts unequivocal, cold, lascivious, aggressive and elegant. And above all, shameless.
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| Eva, Monte-Carlo |
addition to his muse, many, also known at the time, beautiful, we could also prepare a selection of landscapes that explore a lesser known aspect of ' German artist.
It is dark and threatening marine, long-deserted streets, scary night scenes, seen from above, buildings surrounded by the mystery of light and shadow. Even in these issues, developed in the latter part of his career, Newton went beyond the conventional, manipulating reality to his liking, turning the image in a form of thinking, restless, chaotic, erotic.
For Charity! Without ever reaching the vulgarity. Were here now, I'd ask him how he could.
We could, but maybe there are enough of his images.
