‘Diane Arbus: In the Beginning’ review

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‘Diane Arbus: In the Beginning’ review
Diane Arbus 'Jack Dracula at a bar, New London, Conn. 1961'. Promised Gift of Doon Arbus and Amy Arbus, 2007 Courtesy The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York/ Copyright © The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

Diane Arbus was the original people-watcher. Some lads larking around by the coast, a glamorous receptionist at her desk, two women shooting evils at the universe: nothing escaped her notice.

The Hayward Gallery’s exhibition of photographs from the first seven years of her career (1956-1962) is sleekly arranged with each small print attached to one side of a tall white rectangle. The effect is like walking through a graveyard, a towering Arlington Cemetery dedicated to the memory of Arbus’s native New York.

Or at least it would be, if the faces she captured weren’t so instantly, almost creepily, alive (excluding, obviously, the photograph of a post-autopsy corpse). Arbus’s talent was for pinpointing the weirdness of facial expressions. She looked at how other people looked at the world around them.

Famously, Arbus chronicled the existence of people on the edges of NYC society, including the circus and cabaret performers considered ‘freaks’ by their paying audiences. And perhaps our ongoing fascination with this aspect of the photographer’s career contains something (more than we’d like to admit) of that original circus sideshow gawping.

We still, to an extent, get off on looking at a pair of conjoined twins floating in formaldehyde or nosily poking around the kitchen of an elderly woman with dwarfism. Especially now that we can look back to that era of travelling freak shows while feeling smugly superior.

Those images are here, the ones of a ‘human pin cushion’, an entirely tattooed Jack Dracula, contortionists and strippers. A good dose of the macabre is also present – to accompany that corpse, there’s a dead pig and an embalmed saint.

But the exhibition also shows a different side of Arbus’s practice, one that’s less sensationalist and more tender. The side people forget. If there’s a recurring theme to this selection of early works, it’s children. They pop up everywhere, as a tiny baby on the subway, a schoolgirl carting books home or, brilliantly, in a snuggly hood pointing a toy gun at the camera.

This constant awareness of blinking baby blues shouldn’t come as a surprise. Arbus had a kid’s-eye view of life: unjudgemental, obsessive and infinitely curious.

BY: ROSEMARY WAUGH

By: Rosemary Waugh

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I've visited the exhibition this weekend and I thought it was absolutely fantastic! The tickets are £15 but they are definitely worth it. Diane Arbus is an American photograph from New York. The set up of this exhibition is quite interesting: you walk in a room with lots of pillars/columns and pictures both at the front and back of it. Because the exhibition gets quite busy this organisations allows a smoother circulation from one photograph to the other. 

The pictures exposed are (for most of them) rather small and in black and white nevertheless, the work of Diane Arbus is extremely rich and this exhibition is fabulous.