June 16: Intimate

#16In the expanding universe of photography, there are small places, but though small, some remain influential or important. 

In these days of the virtual, a physical gallery space is no longer necessary to show photographs. Prior to the internet however, how did people see and buy photographs?

Helen Gee (1919–2004) was a pioneer who should be familiar in that respect, though it is quite likely you’ve never heard of her…but you will, thanks to the 2016 republication, by Aperture magazine, of her autobiography Limelight: a Greenwich Village Photography Gallery and Coffeehouse in the Fifties: A Memoir.

51JJR4JA56LPreviously, when I tried to purchase the out-of-print, 1997 University of New Mexico paperback edition, I found it would cost me over $200 (now $A1,200 second-hand), but just the other day I purchased the ebook for only $A11—the Aperture edition (which removes only “A Memoire” in the title, otherwise unrevised) with a new introduction by Denise Bethel, previously head of Photography at Sotheby’s USA.

Like a nova, and nearly as short-lived, Helen Gee’s gallery filled a vacuum in the space-time continuum of American photography in being the only commercial gallery devoted exclusively to photography in New York at that time, and one of the few to open since Alfred Steiglitz at The Little Galleries of the Photo-Secession (est.1905), became more interested, from 1909, in modern painting and sculpture than his first love, Pictorialist, Secessionist photography.

Left: Exhibition announcement for 683 Brockhurst’s Edward Weston retrospective, Thirty Years of Photography, 1933. Right: Exhibition announcement for Ansel Adams Gallery, Photographs by Group f/64.

On the West Coast, the f/64 Group had shown their work in Willard Van Dyke‘s gallery, named ‘683’  with a nod to Seiglitz’s 291, located in a converted barn that was previously Pictorialist Anne Brigman‘s studio at 683 Brockhurst Street, San Francisco. It opened in 1930 and closed in 1935. In 1933 Ansel Adams opened an eponymous gallery in the Whittel Building at 166 Geary Street, San Francisco.

Exhibition announcement for Photographs of New York by New York Photographers. 1932. Julien Levy Gallery, New York. Philadelphia Museum of Art, Archives

Julien Levy too owned a New York gallery at 602 Madison Avenue from 1931 that opened with a retrospective of American Photography, organised in collaboration with Stieglitz,  gave Man Ray his first major show, and introduced Henri Cartier-Bresson to the U.S., but by 1932 with a landmark multi-media Surrealist exhibition of the work of Pablo Picasso, Max Ernst, Joseph Cornell, Marcel Duchamp, Levy was to champion mainly painting by Surrealists and early Abstract Expressionists, before closing in 1949. As Gee points out, his sales of photographic prints went only to friends.

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Gelbman & Glick Architects-Engineers (April 1954) Floor Plan for Limelight Gallery

Limelight’s gallery space, at only 20 by 25 foot (7 x 7.5 m.), may have been tiny (Steiglitz’s was smaller at only 15 square feet), but as Gee’s autobiography and the sound of huge names dropping throughout its pages make clear—something big was going on.

It gathered steam after opening in May 1954 with shows of photojournalism by Joseph Breitenbach—a recently-made series on Korean children; timely given the recent military division of the country— Rudolph Burckhardt, and Louis Stettner, but by the end of the year was able to muster an international cast for a huge show, Great Photographs, featuring Berenice Abbott, Ansel Adams, Edouard Boubat, Bill Brandt, Brassaï, Manuel Alvarez Bravo, Harry Callahan, Imogen Cunningham, Robert Doisneau, Robert Frank, Izis, Lisette Model, Gotthard Schuh, W. Eugene Smith, Paul Strand, Jakob Tuggener, Sabine Weiss, Edward Weston, and Minor White.

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Photographer unknown (c.1926) Helen Gee (2nd from right) with her sister Ella, father Peter, and brother Henry.

This, her family’s only portrait together, is revealing. Gee does not fit the profile of the wealthy patron of the arts like Steiglitz who lived on a generous family allowance, or the dilettante who fancies themselves as a gallery director. It is interesting to see how her shy but sympathetic gaze is directed at the camera while her brother and sister stand impassive, starring at the commercial portrait photographer directing them rather than at the lens. Her father, a conservative migrant and widower from Austro-Hungary brought up the family on his own. Trained in church decoration but in America a painter of apartments, he made art on the weekends.

His youngest daughter rebelled when he remarried to an even more conservative woman whose approval of the rise of Hitler she despised. This was the era of the Works Progress Administration, part of which was the Federal Art Project employing over 5,300 artists, employed in settlement houses and community centres to give classes to 50,000 children and adults, one of whom was Gee who enrolled at fifteen, and by sixteen was living with a Chinese modernist painter Yun Geehimself supported by the WPA Easel Painter’s Project. He encouraged her in her emulation of Isadora Duncan‘s life of love and art of which she had dreamed since she was ten. She married him in 1942, giving birth the next year to their daughter Li-lan who went on to be an artist herself. 

Yun Gee (1943) Here’s New York, oil on canvas 92 x 73 cm.
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Unknown photographer (1943) Helen Gee holding Li-lan

Despite painting an upbeat Here’s New York containing a Chagall-esque portrayal of his new wife, Yun Gee found the city unwelcoming and prejudiced against Chinese and had escaped to Europe where he’d experienced better times, but had to return at the outbreak of war.

In his absence, Helen used her artistic skills to support herself as a photo retoucher with the American Photograph Corporation chain whose inexpert franchisees operated portrait studios with the company’s Photo Kandid Operating Manual in one hand, and whose products required a deal of airbrushing.

Disappointed after his return from Paris and working hard in a munitions plant to support his pregnant wife, Yun broke down, was diagnosed with schizophrenia and prescribed shock treatment.

The strain shows on Helen’s pale, drawn face in a snapshot of her holding Li-lan. Though her Limelight is an autobiography, and a heroic one, little comes through in her writing about Gee’s internal life during these travails except an understanding that she was a woman of remarkable resilience and an opportune pragmatism. Such traits prompted her termination of two impractical marriages as well as her career moves, the first of which was to graduate from painting roses on porcelain love-hearts and hampers after the photo-retouching work fell through.

Arthur Lavine, Helen Gee retouching transparencies, 1955 Courtesy Collection Center for Creative Photography, The University of Arizona
Arthur Lavine (1955) Helen Gee retouching transparencies. Courtesy Collection of Center for Creative Photography, University of Arizona

Having met, through Li-lan, the wife of art director John English, he gave her work airbrushing his magazine imagery, and she taught herself to retouch the colour transparencies that were then replacing monochrome commercial imagery.

By 1951, I was doing quite well. I had given up black-and-white print retouching and specialized in color, and my clients included not only McCalls (where John English was now art director), but four-star advertising agencies and leading magazines. I had a pleasant apartment in midtown, a secretary named Queen Nonnamaker, and could afford to send Li-Ian to a private school. I’d given up thrift shops, wore designer clothes, and even had a bit of a social life.

Exhibitions of photography at the Museum of Modern Art, then under the curatorship of Edward Steichen, were shown in its old building in what was called the auditorium gallery, located on the lower level of the museum next to the film theatre (and the women’s toilets, as Gee notes in her account).

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Exterior view of The Museum of Modern Art, 1939

These shows inspired Gee to become a photographer herself, but her attempts to learn the craft were frustrated in the advanced course run by Alexey Brodovitch and by the lack of technical instruction offered in Lisette Model‘s classes or those of the Photo League‘s Sid Grossman (who was black-banned by McCarthy). It was in the midst making street photographs at the San Gennaro festival that the conflict between getting good shots and the temptation of the food stalls gave Gee the idea of opening a gallery combined with a coffee shop that would draw the crowds.

Arthur Lavine, Exterior of Limelight, ca. 1954 Courtesy Collection Center for Creative Photography, The University of Arizona
Arthur Lavine (c.1954) Exterior of Limelight. Courtesy Collection of the Center for Creative Photography, University of Arizona

Limelight, named after the Charlie Chaplin film, was the product of sheer determination. Using $6,000 from her retouching and from an injury lawsuit, Gee renovated an affordable, but derelict, nightclub which she rented on a dodgy lease agreement with a mafia-connected landlord. There, new triumphs—and tribulations—began.

Arthur Lavine, Limelight premises (91 Seventh Avenue South at Sheridan Square) before renovation, February 1954 Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine (February 1954) Limelight premises (91 Seventh Avenue South at Sheridan Square) before renovation. Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine, Jerry Tallmer and Helen Gee (during renovations for Limelight), 1954 Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine (February 1954) Jerry Tallmer and Helen Gee (during renovations for Limelight). Courtesy Gary Schneider

She rounded up friends including an interior designer Peggy Tallmer to plaster, paint and transform the place, separating with screens an atmospheric Chinese-lantern lit restaurant from the brightly illuminated white space of the gallery, the small, intimate proportions of which are ideal for the close viewing of 8×10 prints pinned directly to the panels.

Arthur Lavine, Helen Gee, ca. 1954–1960 Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine (1954) Helen Gee in her gallery in front of work by Joseph Breitenbach. Courtesy Gary Schneider

The first exhibition (above), and many afterwards, received considered reviews from Jacob “Jack” Deschin of the New York Times, then one of the few critics dedicated to photography.

Josef Breitenbach (1953) Korean War Orphan. Gelatin silver print, 27.3 x 27.6 cm. Courtesy Gitterman Gallery

He kindly ignored his disappointment that Joseph Breitenbach showed no contextual imagery of the actual conflict in Korea, but described his pictures of the children as “some of the most heartrending in documentary history”.

Arthur Lavine, Opening party (Helen Gee and Peggy Tallmer in center), ca. 1954 Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine (1954) Opening party (Helen Gee and Peggy Tallmer in center), Courtesy Gary Schneider

Given that, in the midst of Limelight’s career, Steichen’s The Family of Man at MoMA was drawing huge crowds, photojournalism, documentary and street photography were the favoured styles, anything ‘arty’ met with suspicion, even including Laszlò Moholy-Nagy’s photograms;

“What? Another art photographer? … Steiglitz, now Moholy-Nagy? … Can’t you show work that’s more relevant? … these men belong in the past”

James Karales (1957) W. Eugene Smith, Helen Gee and Harold Feinstein at Limelight Gallery

It is crammed full of the big names of the period; Philippe Halsman, Arnold Newman, Cornell Capa, Weegee, Lew Parrella, Louis Stettner,  David Vestal,  Morris Jaffe, Jerry Danzig, David Heath, Suzy Harris, Lee Friedlander, Sid Kaplan, John Cohen, Morris Engel, Walt Silver, Harold Feinstein, Paul Seligman, Martin Dain, Leo Stashin, Norman Rothschild,  and Victor Obsatz.

That several of those were photojournalists, and that others who hung out at Limelight, Arthur Lavine, May Mirin, Leon Levinstein, Hella Hammid, Simpson Kalisher, Ray Jacobs, Ruth Orkin, and Ed Wallowitchfeatured in The Family of Man represents the greater interest in documentary work amongst New Yorkers who regard West Coast photographers as ‘arty’.

But there’s also plenty of gossip; the ‘revenge’ show Portraits of Each Other by Dorothy Norman (Georgia O’Keefe‘s nemesis) in which Steiglitz’ pictures of Norman and hers of Steiglitz were hung together; W. Eugene Smith‘s drunken and benzedrine-charged dilatoriness in hanging his show (a story somewhat contradicted by James Karales photo above); Edward Steichen wearing a kimono and on crutches in hot pursuit of Gee around his apartment and other colourful episodes all make titillating reading. Gee’s closeness to Robert Frank, Lisette Model, Berenice Abbott, Edward Steichen and Sid Grossman provides historically valuable material, but it would be wonderful if she’d delved a little more into stories of the lesser known, like the enigmatic Ed Wallowitch, and while the book is supplied with excellent contemporary photographs by Arthur Lavine, Gee returns his effort with only small mention (disappointing, since he is so little known).

Arthur Lavine, Helen Gee on the way to the opening of Limelight, May 13, 1954 Courtesy Gary Schneider
Arthur Lavine (May 13, 1954) Helen Gee on the way to the opening of Limelight. Courtesy Gary Schneider

Gee’s Limelight is an extraordinary demonstration of generosity and bold perseverance, as anyone who has run a privately funded gallery will attest, and ultimately, it is the valuable contextualisation of photography in this formative period in its history that makes Limelight: a Greenwich Village Photography Gallery and Coffeehouse in the Fifties a worthwhile purchase. Apropos transactions, Bethel, the writer of the new introduction and former photography auctioneer at Sotheby’s, notes that while Westons, W.E. Smiths and Atgets were available on Limelight’s walls at 2019 values of $200-$500, few sold, but have since brought millions for a single print. Hindsight is a luckless Janus.

A small but beautiful and now politically enlightened nation is New Zealand and in it is Galerie Langman which is partnering with Photospace gallery to show two series of photographs by John Fields (1938-2013). Fittingly, in terms of this post, he was an American immigrant, arriving in NZ only five years after Gee closed Limelight and after his US Navy service in the Pacific. He built his darkroom in the new School of Medical Sciences at the University of Auckland where he was employed as a photographer, and began a career that spanned the globe. On show at photospace are his A portrait of a house 1969-70 and A blast from the past of 1973-75.

John Fields (1969) Bed, Union Street

David Langman, operates his gallery as both a virtual space offering international sales of prints of John Fields’ work, and occasionally as a physical space in his home in Karori, Wellington. Fields continued in the mid-century tradition of documentary celebrated at Limelight, and it is in particular his records of details of New Zealand domestic interiors that are of relevance here. His wife Patricia expresses their purpose;

These photographs are about [our] friends and their lives and are taken in their homes and surrounds. John saw these nooks and crannies as evocative of the lives and interests of this precious band of amazing people who are still our friends after all these years. Many are no longer with us but we have these visual memories of our youth and the days so happily shared that will never fade thanks to John’s wonderful vision.

Clearly, such a sense of preservation is one impulse of the documentary image, and Fields employed the large format camera, first a 5×7 and then 8×10, to effect the most accurate—and intimate—records in both resolution and tonal fidelity for this his 1975 Signature series.

John Fields (c.1975) Don Gifford’s Bedroom. Silver gelatin print.

On the laden bookshelf that looms over Don Gifford’s Bedroom, Fields’ subject’s literary interests are set out before us in the titles of his books ranging across the Reader’s Digest Story of the Bible World, Ed McBain’s 1957 detective story The Con Man, Mary Renault’s 1962 interpretation from Greek myth The Bull from the Sea, and a 1952 translation of the French cubist Amédée Ozenfant’s Foundations of Modern Art, and a 1965 edition of the Marquis de Sade’s erotica in Eugenie De Franval And Other Stories, while his current read, Sir Francis Chichester’s The Lonely Sea and the Sky in a Pan 1964 edition, rests open on top of  The New Zealand Listener which—so sharp is the image—fixes a date, August 22nd, 1975.

The view camera has been the chosen tool of so many formalist and abstract photographers, but here composition, though considered, is secondary; the face-like arrangement of shelves and power plug and the rhyme of newspaper and folded-back bedding contain and modulate the contents of the image, but serve to encourage the eye to wander and digress.

Gifford, as portrayed through his possessions, is evidently a man of eclectic tastes. That he was employed or purposeful active (he was building a concrete yacht), can be judged by his travel clock angled for the ease of shutting off its alarm. Fairly hasty in his tidying, he buys art, but is he wary of intruders?; a rifle and a formidable Samoan double-toothed war club stand guard at his bedside (even though a loaded bookshelf departing from its wall brackets is a more likely threat!)

Likewise, high resolution and the hands-on contents of the pre-computer home office open to us the day-to-day business activity of ‘the father of modern New Zealand photography’ John B. Turner (*1943), below.

John Fields (c.1970s) John B. Turner’s Study. Silver gelatin print.

Just as Limelight’s cozy dimensions invited close inspection of its offerings, so do the texturally rich representations of unpeopled private spaces transmit intimate knowledge of John Fields’ human subjects.

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