Annie Leibovitz - Michael Hoppen Gallery - Shine Gallery
Annie Leibovitz's exhibition was on
the second floor of this photographic-orientated
building (her work can also be viewed
at the Shine Gallery till 30 June
2001). Leibovitz was born 2 October
1949 in Westport, Connecticut. Her
mother, Marilyn, was a modern dance
instructor for Martha Graham's Dance
Company. Annie studied at the San
Francisco Art Institute and did a
night class in photography. She got
her first commission from the Rolling
Stone magazine, in the 70s - black
and white photos of drugged-out rock
stars in trashed hotel rooms. Her
first job was taking a picture of
Allen Ginsburg smoking a joint on
a peace march. But her big break came
in 1970 when she took a picture of
John Lennon. They became friends and
10 years later she took the final
photographs of him lying naked in
the foetal position next to Yoko Ono,
just a few hours before he was killed.
In 1975 she toured for six months
with the Rolling Stones but this ruined
her both professionally and personally,
as she became a cocaine addict, a
habit which took five years to conquer.
She said, "I almost lost my soul.
I came out of it reluctant to ever
give my self over like that again.
"
In the 80s she did covers for Vanity
Fair; the editor, Tina Brown, claimed
that her gaudy pictures "made
the pages sing". Vogue made her
known for commercial photography.
She schmoozed with Hollywood and crafted
some of the most enduring images of
the "rich, fat and vulgar eighties",
such as: Don Johnson wearing a white
Armani suit in Miami, Jeff Koons from
head to toe in gold paint, and Donald
and Ivana Trump dolled up like Ken
and Barbie in the Plaza Hotel in New
York.
Her first solo exhibition in 1991
- Annie Leibovitz: Photographs in
1970-1990 - at the National Portrait
Gallery of the Smithsonian Institution
in Washington DC was the first solo
exhibition by a woman. She is one
of the world's most celebrated photographers.
She has photographed everyone who
is anyone, namely Demi Moore cupping
her naked very pregnant stomach, Whoopi
Goldberg in a bath tab of warm milk,
Tom Arnold and Roseanne Barr walloping
extravagantly in mud, Michael Jackson
in military regalia and cowboy boots,
and Sylvester Stallone oiled and glistening.
She said that she was terrified when
she photographed Miles Davis, "I
walked into his apartment and it was
like walking into a spider's web.
He was a dark, dark force". (I,
too, met Miles Davis and found him
a fascinating musician. )Her advertising
campaigns for American Express 1987
and Gap 1988 still furthered her artistic
cachet. In 1994 Leibovitz (suggested
by the writer Susan Sontag, which
was also her partner; they are going
to have a child together shortly.
) travelled to Sarajevo to document
the war-torn city. One photographer
attacked her for "using Sarajevo
to acquire street cred". Her
next project was called Women 1998.
Later she published a book, a series
of portraits of female coal-miners,
athletes and celebrities. She said
that "photography is much bigger
than magazines" and her ambition
is to see her portraits hanging in
the Museum of Modern Art in NY. Her
exhibition, Giant Nudes, is a series
of portraits of dancers from the Mark
Morris Dance Group and Martha Graham
Company; the ghostly blue/greenish
images and the lighting give an effect
of darkness exposing the pallor and
veins of the lighter-skinned women.
The beautiful photo of Terese Capucilli
1999 is an exploration of the female
form, beautiful bodies with no faces
but in three of them there is a outline
of face, mostly from the neck. Alex
Wek Nude N.7 is the body of black
model, an exercise in pure form and
erotic. Some say that some photos
bring to mind Robert Mapplethorpe.
(I saw his exhibition a few years
ago at the Hayward Gallery on the
South Bank and I can tell you that
it was really erotic, a discovery
for me, I was really impressed by
his photography). Nude N. 9 a splayed
leg photo of Julie Woden bears some
resemblance to the work of the painter
Lucian Freud.
Verinha Ottoni.