What? Vivian Maier: “Twinkle, twinkle little star”
When? Tuesday – Friday 2pm – 7pm
Open till April 28, 2011
More often than not it is the story behind it that sells the object.
So either I could write about this exhibition in Altona, showing a handful of wonderful photos taken by Vivian Maier, a sort of photographer from the 50s to the 90s in New York and Chicago.
Sort of, because she spent her time babysitting and took photos in her free time, not because she’s not a good photographer in my eyes.
Or I could ramble on about gazillions of negatives being auctioned by a man who developed them, got hooked, googled the woman and found out about her having died only a few days before. How sad. How heart-warming. How selling. I am almost certain this will be made into a very bad but equally very lucrative movie soonish.
I choose the first story, the story of a small exhibition venue in Hamburg showing decent pictures of a decent photographer. I was a bit disappointed by the number of photos (which was not more than 30, I would assume) after having read about the sheer amount of her material that’s in existence.
However, those photos that were on display were interesting. Most of them are pictures of children on the street, and sometimes, which I find rather intriguing, reflections of the artist herself.
What made the exhibition a bit more trivial than it could have been was Katie Melua’s lukewarm voice wafting over our heads, making us drowsy, but maybe this simply adds to the sought after atmosphere of slightly sad, slightly mystified and always wondrous thoughts about that Vivian Maier.
The exhibition is not overly exciting or outstandingly brilliant, but it’s also not a complete waste of time. So, if you’re nearby and have 30 minutes to spare, I’d advise you to see this exhibition, just because it’s nice. And nice is good. And when you’re there, block out the evoked atmosphere, bring your iPod and just look at the pictures, or the exhibition venue itself, which is really fancy.