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Shadow of Intimacy
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Bill Brandt came to London for good at the beginning of April 1934. He wanted to be English, and really belong to the fairy-tale island. This meant inventing a new identity for himself, as he turned 30, but also inventing an England that would satisfy his childhood fantasies. He rented a small flat at 43 Belsize Avenue, while his wife Eva was nearby at 24 Lyndhurst Road. Belsize Park was becoming the favored destination for Austrian Jews and other refugees from Nazism, but this exiles' London was only part of English life for Brandt; his English uncles Augustus and Henry took Bill under their wing. They had large houses in South Kensington, and neighboring country estates: Uncle Augustus at Castle Hill, Bletchingley, and Henry at Capenor, Nutley.
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PHOTOGRAPHY: STUDY AND ANALYSIS

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Establishing the superiority of the private reality
Brandt
had started with portraits in the Vienna studio style: close-up head shots
with stark lighting and plain background (designed to make the subject look
like "someone special"). Once in England, more free from commercial
restrictions, Brandt was drawn to subjects who were given dignity by their
place in the world, rather than by individual force of character. He took
portraits regularly for the next 40 years. Part of the reason for doing them
was economic, but Brandt would accept commissions only to take people who were
in some way creative: writers, musicians, painters, actors and film directors.
The series of poets for Lilliput reveals a characteristic Brandtian quality of remoteness in his sitters. They seem to be surrounded by a glass bell, impervious to any gaze from outside. His portraits of continental artists, effective as they may be as likenesses, lack the cumulative effect of the parade of English culture-heroes who passed before his lens. These appear as members of a distinct national family, yet each also set apart in lonely self-containment. Cyril Connolly described Brandt's portrait of Francis Bacon as "a symbol of the despair of his generation". It is certainly a quintessential Brandt portrait, with Bacon's haunted look matched by what he does not see behind him: the ominous trees on the skyline, the path in an impossible perspective, the leaning lamp-post seemingly transported from a German expressionist film. Does it matter that Bacon himself hated the picture? John Berger has argued that Brandt's portraits of artists and writers "romanticize all the sitters in the name of art, establishing the superiority of the private reality". They also might be criticized for their unrelieved melodrama. Many use low-angle shots in the Citizen Kane style, turning their subjects into looming, ominous figures. Yet for Brandt's artists, writers or actors, solemn expressions are not just a cliché: repeatedly, he captures the depressive element in them, showing the despair that always stalks the perfectionist. As the war neared its end, Brandt took up the work for which he most wanted to be remembered: his studies of the female nude. English photographers had contributed little to the genre: it was not even clear what an English nude would look like. The originality of Brandt's nudes begins with his passion for technical innovation. Nudity itself often seems less important to him than the formal possibilities of photographing a figure in a room. Brandt's inspiration here did not come from earlier masters of nude photography, but from the many inventions of the most important film in his life, Orson Welles's Citizen Kane.
Beauty displayed as a male possession
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a documentary made at the end of his life, Brandt summed up Kane's impact:
"When Citizen Kane was first shown, I'd never seen a film in which real
rooms were used and you could see everything, the ceiling, and terrific
perspective, it was all there. It was quite revolutionary, Citizen Kane, and
I was very much inspired by it and I thought: 'I must take photographs like
that.' "And so he left behind the conventions of 1930s social documentary.
To exploit fully the possibilities of deep focus, Brandt took a step
backwards in camera technology and began working with a Kodak wide angle:
"It had a fixed focus, no shutter, and could take a complete panorama of a
room with a single exposure. I learned that the camera had been used at the
beginning of the century by auctioneers, for photographic inventories, and
by Scotland Yard for police records. It was fascinating to watch the effect
of the lens which created a great illusion of space, and an unrealistically
steep perspective, and soon I discovered that it could produce fantastic
anatomical images which I had never seen before. " In many of Brandt's 1940s
nudes, the model locks eyes with the observer, but her gaze is hard to read.
Her mood may be sullen or even threatening; what she never conveys is
seductiveness.
Perhaps tired or dissatisfied, she always wants to keep herself emotionally at a distance. Two of the traditional qualities of the female nude are lacking: sexual availability, and beauty displayed as a male possession. Brandt's aims for his indoor nudes of the 1950s can be seen most clearly in his Belgravia photographs - those taken in the Eaton Place flat that Eva moved to after she and Brandt separated. His first Eaton Place nude (1951) shows a woman's crossed legs - they may be Marjorie's - seen from the head. It belongs with two other pictures that feature the French doors of the flat, opening on to a balcony, and a Victorian spoon-backed chair. One is the Eaton Place Still Life that had been Brandt's farewell present to Eva in 1948, the other is the Portrait Of A Young Girl of 1955, for which Rolf's 10-year-old daughter Judith was the model. In all three pictures, the chair seems to be a surrogate for Eva herself, absent from her flat while Brandt does his work. The deep-focus portrait of Judith makes her into an uncanny, Alice-like figure - perhaps the ghost of the child that Eva and Bill could never have.
For
Brandt, the 1960s did not come as any kind of personal liberation; rather,
they marked the collapse of the project he had worked on since he had come
to England 30 years before. The publication of Shadow Of Light in 1966, a
selection of his best pictures in all genres, set the seal on his reputation
as the dean of English photographers - an artist rather than a reporter in
the view of Cyril Connolly, who wrote the book's introduction. But 1966 was
also the year of Antonioni's Blow-Up, a tribute to the new photographic
scene of "swinging London". Brandt was in partial eclipse from the late
1960s until his death, taking mostly portraits and excluded from the
fashionable photojournalism of the Sunday supplements. He was an unusual
émigré in that he was free from the traditional afflictions of nostalgia and
loss of roots. For him, there was no feeling of self-division. He never
returned to Germany after 1933, and refused to speak his native language. He
brought his neurosis with him to England in 1934 and it continued to possess
him, in spite of his physical removal from the place that had spawned it.
Some things can be preserved by being taken out of their time altogether,
such as Brandt's landscapes and formal nudes. But for most of his pictures,
the time of their taking is of the essence; and they can deliver that time
to us today. Brandt's pictures of the 1930s arose from his special
perspective: London as seen from Paris and Vienna. But as time did its
sifting, they became everybody's 1930s. Over and over again, the history of
art shows how the extraordinary vision of a culture ends up being the
typical one.