June 11, 2013
I thought it fit to conclude the series of most glamorous balls held in the last century with one which took place at Château de Ferrières, the Rothschild residence that hosted the first party of the cycle too, thus enforcing a certain impression of circularity much needed to complete the sense of times past.
Marisa Berenson, actress and model, depicts the fabulous evening so vividly I find it quite ineffectual to attempt a personal description of an event I was part of in my dreams solely, so I can merely inquire about how you regard this type of exquisite social gathering and otherwise live you to relish the accreditable recountals of a witness and participant.
July 19, 2012
Having been completely absorbed in a vortex of personal business and family duties and artistic urges to materialize with calculated dexterity a series of projects in charcoal on paper and long writing labors to transform a novella finished some months ago in a good novel, I admit I might’ve ignored the blog. A little. More.
So today, while browsing through albums of black-and-white photographs which recently became the number one source of inspiration for most of my drawings praying to discover a gripping portrait, a dramatic closeup, a wildly seducing cheesecake, an intriguing candid, whatever may turn in one graceful, expressive theme, I rediscovered the Cecil Beaton magic. The named Cecil Beaton being after Wikipedia’s description an English fashion&portrait photographer, diarist, painter, interior designer and an Academy Award-winning stage&costume designer for films/ theater, quite a complex, keen bisexual gentlemen if you’ll ask my rather personal opinion.Who had a high taste of fashion and an indisputably amazing eye for beauty, evidently (it’s not like one could get on the International Best Dressed List Hall of Fame without the mentioned qualities – and he’d be the man to tell you that).
Since my first incursion in the monochrome world of silver-screen stars and interbellum personalities I was simply fascinated by the flawless, misty, charismatic figures depicted in the works of photographers such as E.O. Hoppé, Paul Tanqueray, Yousuf Karsh and, of course, Beaton, my special favorite.
His varied subjects,his way of capturing the perfect angle to enhance the elegance of the lucky poser, his minute decorum and the atmosphere built around it, all delicacy and smartness, have the most wonderful visual power over the viewer any age, as you can see for yourself through my compilation of Beaton’s best images.
The haughty Mademoiselle Gabrielle Chanel inside her Parisian home.
And Coco once again, wearing her signature multiple-row pearl necklace.
Now Audrey Hepburn for “My Fair Lady” in a Belle Epoque costume designed by Beaton.
A marvelous Marlene Dietrich displaying her equally splendid profile and the hands whose shape and fluidity never failed to exert a great deal of fascination to me, regardless how odd it may sound.
A Katherine Hepburn I’m ashamed to admit I haven’t recognized from the start, the set capturing my attention firstly. What I like most about this particular photograph and the artist intended to also, is this fine allusion at Kate’s qualities in the placing of Athena’s statue beside her, a goddess of great intelligence but a beauty nonetheless.
Then we have Gary Cooper, the charming Hollywood dandy…
…and a deliciously young Marlon Brando reminding me of his looks as the fiery Stanley in “A Streetcar named Desire”.
By the way, his costar, Vivien Leigh, was captured by dearest Beaton too.
For Vogue, a few times. A coupe of times.
Middle-aged Joan Crawford in the 50’s.
One of Grace Kelly’s iconic pictures, 1954.
Following, Liz Taylor’s vixen profile a whole generation of men loved…
… and Marilyn, the fake-blonde of the century, in her avowedly favorite photo of herself, 1956, at the New York Ambassador Hotel. The assignment Beaton had taken in her that year contributed to Monro’s campaign to redefine her public image of stupid beauty or pin-up girl by exposing a rather more sophisticated part, a mature seduction the audience hadn’t suspect she was capable of, as reflected in Cecil’s work.
“Miss Marilyn Monroe calls to mind the bouquet of a fireworks display, eliciting from her awed spectators an open-mouthed chorus of ohs and ahs …” was Beaton’s description of his model.
But apart from movie stars ( recall the variety I prized at the beginning), he also made an amazing job immortalizing the celebrated faces of high-society…
…where outrageously wealthy and equivalently unhappy heiress Barbara Hutton played a major role…
…or those of musical elite represented by Onassis’ lover, soprano Maria Callas…
…remaining not to forget the literary figures (here T.S. Eliot)…
…the prodigious painters (behold Andy Warhol)…
…the wacko Dali with enchanting Gala …
…and the political titans.
Royalty, in its turn, passed before Beaton’s objective throughout his impressive career and he had thus the opportunity to meet personally noble personages from history books, including the Queen Mother of Romania, Sita Devi of Kapurthala, Princess Margaret and the outrageous exiled couple the world never ceased to gossip about: Edward, with his beloved Wallis.
Not to mention the Queen herself, Elisabeth II, in diverse poses of certain periods.
Guess to whom belongs Lilibet’s magnificent coronation portrait?
Decidedly, his life was a gripping adventure, traveling across Europe and beyond its margins, accessing an assortment of entourages and classes, contributing to the building of uncountable legends in publishing their photos or dressing their bodies… Between banging Fred Astaire’s elder sister, Adele, writing extensive diaries and playing some minor parts on English stages, Beaton certainly succeeded to catch a glimpse of immortality…
What do you think? Wouldn’t you just adore to interact with worldwide celebrities, style icons, geniuses? I know I definitely would.