Photographer William Eggleston's Southern Gothic is steamier than a heatwave — review.
Follow @Mazana17Mark Hudson is impressed by the exquisitely sinister edge of William Eggleston's retrospective at the National Portrait Gallery.
The celebrated Tennessee snapper William Eggleston is the epitome of Southern Gothic. There’s a muggy, decadent quality to his images of beleaguered diners, gas stations and un-air-conditioned bedrooms, redolent of remote redneck communities and fly-blown Deep South mansions.Born in 1939, Eggleston championed colour from the mid-Sixties, a time when most art photographers would only shoot in black and white. His distinctive palette of intense reds and washed-out greens makes these images feel not so much heated as positively sticky to the touch.
But does Eggleston really qualify
as a portraitist? His images are far from devoid of people, but it’s
the locations that stick in the mind – and the classic cars. In
Untitled, 1965-8, a couple sit in a McDonald’s car park in what looks
like a red Chevrolet. She sucks on a milkshake, he eats fries; their
faces are largely obscured by mirrors and darkened windscreen. In
another picture from the same series, a woman with an enormous,
elaborate beehive hairdo sits with her back to us on a gleaming green
banquette, talking to a man visible only via his smoking cigarette. The
effect is exquisitely sinister – you can see why filmmaker David Lynch
counts Eggleston as a prime influence.
These are quintessential
Eggleston images – but this fascinating exhibition contains much that is
far from quintessentially his. Indeed, even fans would struggle to
reconcile many of the exhibits with what they think of as his
distinctive style.
Born into a wealthy Memphis family, Eggleston grew up in intimate proximity to the former slave-owning Southern culture, but felt indifferent to it until his mentor, the New York painter Tom Young – seen in an image here sprawled out on a bed – advised him to look at everything with equal intensity, no matter how he felt about it.
Born into a wealthy Memphis family, Eggleston grew up in intimate proximity to the former slave-owning Southern culture, but felt indifferent to it until his mentor, the New York painter Tom Young – seen in an image here sprawled out on a bed – advised him to look at everything with equal intensity, no matter how he felt about it.
Early black-and-white images,
taken between 1960 and 1965, show him rising to that challenge. A
hard-faced elderly woman in a loud houndstooth coat looks frostily back
at us from beside a child’s elephant ride, while the defensive
expression of a young black waiter speaks volumes about race relations
in the Deep South. Uninterested in the traditional male Southern
pursuits – sport and hunting – Eggleston gravitated naturally to
Memphis’s music industry, documenting its clubs and studios in endless
hours of monochrome video footage – some blurry clips of which are shown
here – and large portraits of Memphis nightclub-goers. While
technically excellent, these images lack the distinctive graininess of
Eggleston’s classic images, and aren’t particularly illuminating about
the subjects or the setting.
The Eggleston “look” stems, we
are told, from his mastery of the dye transfer photographic process – a
close cousin of Technicolor that he stumbled upon in the Seventies,
which gives his images their strongly cinematic feel. A picture of a
middle-aged man, seated on the bed of a stark, clean but indefinably
seedy hotel bedroom feels like the last word in alienation, while an
image of a well-dressed black woman walking towards us, as a white man
with his jacket round his elbows moves away, has extraordinary
suggestive power.
Eggleston’s image of film star
and director Dennis Hopper driving across the desert is so filmic it
could pass for a still from Easy Rider, though as we can’t see his face,
it’s not much of a portrait. Among the other well-known figures, we see
Joe Strummer of the Clash and the Southern novelist Eudora Welty, but
there’s little sense of the exploration of personality you associate
with a real portrait.
The people Eggleston is
compulsively interested in are the members of his own family, notably
two very large – 5ft-wide – images of elderly relatives. In the most
memorable, his uncle Ayden Schuyler Senior, stands among a mass of dead
leaves, in an uncharacteristically wintery image, with his black
assistant and driver, Jasper Staples, a few feet behind. The postures
and expressions of the two men, each of whom understands his position in
an immemorial hierarchy, carry a whole movie’s worth of emotion.
Eggleston is essentially a storyteller, and the best images in this show aren’t so much portraits as passages in a lifetime’s narrative about a people, a culture and a place.
Eggleston is essentially a storyteller, and the best images in this show aren’t so much portraits as passages in a lifetime’s narrative about a people, a culture and a place.
William Eggleston Portraits is at the National Portrait Gallery, London, until Oct 23. Tickets: 020 7321 6600; npg.org.uk
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