Posted on 12/06/2015 7:05:51 PM PST by lulu16
When Nicholas Nixon took an unremarkable group shot of his wife Bebe and her three sisters in 1975, they had no way of knowing that it was the beginning of a remarkable art project. Nixon continued to replicate the original portrait every year thereafter, documenting the effect of time on the four women. This is a selection of some of those amazing photos.
Here's to gingers everywhere!
Really. Very unhappy looking group.
Lol
You know that could be a pic of my grandma. They actually lived in the Weedpatch camp that Steinbeck wrote about. My aunt and uncle lived in the tin cabins there too. I remember it well.
Man, I was jonesing for The Walking Dead last night, even in its recent mediocrity.
I agree they had set in frowns even as lassies. Did you guess them to be from the Northwest? I did.
Because despite the seriousness of the initial portraiture they were aiming to mimic, the eldest sweetness was glimpsed at last.
You were a beautiful baby boy! That picture is a treasure, the sepia and the framed edges, the smile and the bright eyes, a baby born of love and joy.
And the soft limbs of perfect youth gives way to a touch of understanding and softness.
(This line is mine in response to yours. Is that your writing too?)
Interesting how seeing ourselves in the reflection of those who we do not find agreeable.
I would have prefered the photographer crop the pictures below the waist like he did in the initial. For a woman, I zero in on the waist and hips, and was curious how their pelvises changed through motherhood and menopause, injurious to our critique, but how malleable God made us.
I think the music helped to set the mood of time passing, the upward and downward beats in life, that was an undercurrent to the timeline that flowed.
These four don’t look like they like each other very much.
I don’t like fiddling with the next button each, but each application of pressure on the keyboard, made each picture a movement of dance between me and the subjects.
The woman in that classic photo looks worried and stressed.
HUGE difference.
The concept was art because of the diligence and planning, to capture sisters moving through life in the same order.
With the youngest sisters, I could see by their sinewy bodies they had challenged their bodies through sport and discipline, their faces also showed that they were not unused to repeat buffering of wind and sun.
I related to them in the first picture when they ranged from 15 to 25, because I saw them as I saw the girls around me who ran from class to class. And in the later photos, where I live in Arizona, their look is as plentiful as the hard mesquite trees in every depression that thrive despite the southern heat.
I showed the pictures to my husband last night. He scowled the entire time, looking for a final pleasure. Unlike those in Madrid, who were moved to tear at seeing the exhibition, he only found fault and wanting.
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