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The Tragedies and Triumphs of Lee Miller:

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To me, Lee Miller is one of the most intriguing characters, in or out of photography, in the 20th Century. She was, in many ways, ahead of her time: a trailblazing renaissance ‘new woman’ who took head-on the male dominance of the world in which she lived, & lived without compromise.

Lee Miller was born in the Poughkeepsie, a satellite town of New York, in 1907. Her mother was a nurse, her father an engineer & a keen amateur photographer. Lee was one of three children: the other two being boys, & she grew up doing many of the things they did with the support of her father, who doted on her & took photos of her from her birth onwards. His fixation on her would today be considered problematic, especially as he frequently photographed her in the nude, even into her twenties, and along with her female friends. That said, she became quite used to being in front of the camera, but eagerly learned what was going on behind the lens too.

Her association with an engineer father and two boys meant that she learned many of their skills & would disassemble and build all sorts of devices. She was obviously very intelligent and was fast to pick up and apply new concepts and skills.

Her life changed when she was only seven. While at a relative’s home she was sexually assaulted by a young guest, & suffered not only the trauma associated with that, but also was infected with gonorrhoea. In the era before antibiotics, the treatments administered by her nurse mother were prolonged, intrusive & extremely painful. It changed her from a lively, but socially moderate tomboy to a fiery rebel who was expelled from just about every school in the district. To complicate matters, it was taboo to mention her experiences & she was encouraged to keep her trauma hidden – a habit she was to keep through the rest of her life. Also, the psychologist who dealt with her told her that sex was not love, & that too was filed away for later application.

By her teenage years she had blossomed into a highly intelligent, creative young woman who was known for rakish & outrageous behaviour – having short-term assignations with many boyfriends. After somehow finishing her school education, at the age of 18 she went to live in Paris and embarked on a series of adventures to find something to settle into. She was talented on the stage, but preferred to work on lights and stage sets – and she could wire circuits with the best of them. A year later she moved to New York, supported by her family, & danced in reviews as she learnt set design at an experimental drama program at Vassar college. Here she was to learn more about how to place actors, light them & create sets within which they played their parts – all of which would be applied later in her career.

She went on to learn other painting & sketching skills, studying in the Arts Students League of New York but quickly found that she preferred photography. One day, crossing the street without looking, she was almost killed by a passing truck but was saved in the nick of time by none other than Condé Nast, owner of Vogue magazine. By now, clothed in the latest Paris fashions with stunning good looks – she was tall, athletic, blond & blue eyed – he was immediately taken with her & saw her as just the person to front his new Garçon look of the 20’s.

Within weeks, her image was on the front cover of Vogue & from then on her career as a model skyrocketed. She was considered one of the five most beautiful women in the world, & used her knowledge of light, cameras, & experience in modelling learnt from her father to quickly become adept, & essentially the precursor of the super model that emerged later in the century. Her fame brought her to the attention of many influential people, especially men, & she leveraged those connections to her advantage. She was photographed by famous photographers including Edward Steichen, Arnold Genthe, Nickolas Muray, & George Hoyningen-Huene from all of whom she learned a lot more about cameras, studio lighting & the business of fashion photography.

Her ascendancy came to a rather abrupt end when a photograph taken of her was used, without her permission, for a Kotex advertisement for feminine protection. In an era when such things were not mentioned, that image killed her career for some time. She was not overly upset, saying that she would rather take a picture than be one, & she embarked on a program to do just that.

She wanted to learn fashion & creative photography &, in 1929, armed with a letter of introduction from Steichen, she went to Paris to get Man Ray, himself regarded as the avant-garde doyen of photography & painting, to teach her. When she encountered him, she told him bluntly that she was going to be his student. His response was that he didn’t take students & he was going on holiday – her counter was that she was going with him.

She began an intense & fraught three year professional and intimate relationship during which Man Ray fell passionately in love with her & taught her much of his craft. Quickly, she became highly skilled in fashion photography, & in the more creative genre of surrealism – becoming a muse & equal co-creator rather than a student. She modelled & photographed for Paris Vogue (Frogue) & took many of Ray’s assignments when he was too busy. She even had her own studio near her own apartment in Paris. Many images taken then could as easily be attributed to Miller & Ray. She moved in exalted circles - among Miller's friends were Duchess Solange d'Ayen–the fashion editor of French Vogue magazine, Pablo Picasso & fellow surrealists Paul Éluard & Jean Cocteau.

As a surrealist, Man Ray conformed to the idea of free love – but for men only. Lee Miller was having none of this, & said she would have affairs with whomever she wanted – & she did, much to the chagrin of Ray, who found that in trying to possess her he was driving her away.

It was during this turbulent time that they had an accidental discovery of the technique of solarization. While developing a negative plate in the darkroom, something ran over Miller’s foot. She yelped & clicked on the light, which was not a good idea as the plate was not fixed. Ray immediately turned it off again & developed the plate more in hope than expectation. The result astounded them – the image was partly compromised, but resulted in a halo effect around the contours of the subject. They quickly did experiments to try to control the process so it could be reliably repeated & it became a trademark of both of their works.

Ray's fears were further compounded when Miller was asked to be a lead in an Avant-guard surrealist production by Cocteau about a statue that comes to life & destroys the man who owns it. The allusion to his situation & its success added even more to Ray’s angst. Eventually, Miller left Ray & returned to New York, to much acclaim & publicity, while Ray had a nervous breakdown, threatening to shoot himself, & creating vengeful artistic pieces.

Miller’s return to NY in the throes of the depression could have gone badly, but she had powerful backers & she set up a studio, which she built & wired herself with all sorts of devices to automatically provide the latest in both artistic & creative lighting, & to provide an opulent venue for her exalted clients – including chef-cooked meals.

Quickly, her studio became the place for the elite to get their portraits taken, along with film stars. She lived a privileged, but hard-working existence & continued to have affairs with many suitors. She also modelled again for Vogue & photographed for them, being the first to have the images taken by her & of her attributed to her in publication.

During 1932 Miller was included in the Modern European Photography exhibition at the Julien Levy Gallery in New York & the Brooklyn Museum's exhibition International Photographers with László Moholy-Nagy, Cecil Beaton, Margaret Bourke-White, Tina Modotti, Charles Sheeler, Man Ray, & Edward Weston – she was now considered an elite photographer. In 1933, Julien Levy gave Miller the only solo exhibition of her life.

One of her clients was the wife (also one of the most beautiful women of the time) of an Egyptian elite Aziz Eloui Bey – and it was not long before she began an affair with him. Eventually this led to him divorcing his wife, who then committed suicide. Eventually, & quite suddenly, Lee married him and abruptly closed her studio to move to Egypt. She found Egypt both exciting & boring. Boring was the expat society that dominated her social class, mostly made up of British wives, whom she scathingly described as the ‘pearls & satin brigade’. For her, excitement was in the desert & the native people, & she took off for extended periods (often with men in tow) to explore & photograph: no longer needing to do commercial work & creating some of her best surrealist images.

However, it all had to come to an end. Aziz, was wise enough to realize that despite her efforts, she could not settle down to the society in which he moved and could not be contained. So, in 1937 she returned for an extended vacation to Paris, and quickly started an affair with the surrealist Roland Penrose. They contrived to go together through the Balkans and Eastern Europe, and when she returned to Egypt it was not for long. Aziz gave her enough shares to live comfortably and let her go her own way. She was both a muse and contributor to Penrose’s own sculptural works and painting, and she added to that with more surrealist photography. She returned to Penrose only weeks before WWII was declared and she set up house with him.

To be continued...
 
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Conventional wisdom and the US government both suggested strongly that the thing to do was leave the UK immediately and return to the safety of the USA. Miller stayed with Penrose and began to help out at UK Vogue (known as Brogue), initially in any capacity, but later as more men were called up, she took on more and more photography assignments, until she was a major contributor, applying her surrealist approach to invent very creative shoots of wartime fashions, but also photographing for articles on the war, especially the roles that women were playing.

When the US entered the war, fellow Americans who had become accredited journalists encouraged her to join them – and she did so, on behalf of Condé Nast Publications - as much for the easy and cheap access to whisky, nylons and cigarettes as anything else.

When D-Day began she was one of the first female photographers to cross the channel, creating brilliant photo assignments on the works and risks of combat hospitals. She leveraged the fog of war to get herself assigned to a fighting US infantry division in St Malo, which was still in contention, and was the first to record the use of Napalm against the garrison – although her photos were unpublished until after the war for security reasons.

She had begun to change. Previously, she was always immaculate, changing frequently several times a day, picky about food, and a bit of a hypochondriac. When she joined with the army a transformation took place where she endured the same privations and rations as the soldiers she covered, wore the same clothes, slept as they did and endured the same risks.

Despite being initially sanctioned by the military brass for going to the front, she began a time as a full-fledged combat photographer and talented correspondent – although it was torture for her to write the pieces of prose that were actually top notch journalism, to go with her images. She partnered up (in all respects) with fellow photographer David Sherman in a journey that took her through France and Germany until the surrender.

She was there for the liberation of Paris and caught the fighting between Free French partisans and the remnants of the German occupiers. She was the first person in uniform seen by Picasso and they had a very warm reunion. She was asked to cover the recovery of the French fashion houses and did so during their first liberation fashion week, highlighting how they had worked to undermine German influence and support French culture during the occupation.

She rejoined the US Army during the Ardennes offensive and was there when US troops met the Soviet forces. As she followed the army into Germany she was present to photograph the discovery of the concentration camps. She spared neither the Nazis nor herself in her efforts to convince the subscribers in the USA of the atrocities that she was witnessing. She developed a burning hate for the Germans and the beginnings of PTSD.

Coming back from the liberation of Dachau concentration camp, she and Sherman found a billet in an apartment building that had the rare combination of power, phone and hot water – and it was Hitler’s own Munich apartment. It was here that she and Sherman set up a classic photograph. Miller was photographed by Sherman, in the nude, in Hitler’s bath tub, surrounded by symbols of his presence. While her combat boots, heavily dirtied by the filth of the concentration camp, sullied Hitler’s pristine bath mat. The shower fitting echoed the dummy showers that had sprayed gas that she had seen in the death camps. They swapped around, but inevitably it was the photo of Miller that got the exposure (so to speak). It was taken on the same day on which Hitler committed suicide.
(c) Lee Miller Archives

The war was quickly over, but not for Miller. She could not come back to civilization and return to Penrose, who has taken a new lover in the meantime, nor could she deal with the niceties of civilization. She was stuck in war mode. She continued corresponding from Austria, seeing babies die in gleaming clean hospitals with no drugs because the black marketeers had stolen them. She went further east but was dragged back when Brogue said she must return because they could not pay to keep her in Europe.

She never quite settled down. In an era when PTSD was not identified, people were basically told to suck it up and Penrose, while returning to her, took her away from the things she loved – the touchstones of fashion, the city, society, to live in a country farm that he had set up to live the good life and make into a surrealist gallery. She did some work for Brogue, but as time went on her heart was not in it. She became pregnant and give birth in 1947 to a son, Anthony, so she and Penrose married and she was made Lady Penrose when her husband received a title for his contribution to the arts. It was not an easy relationship – she was not natural mother, and she had become an alcoholic.

Eventually, the assignments for Vogue dried up, but she did do a couple of notable ones – a photo of Anthony in Christmas garb for an article on the season, and her final effort was about getting house guests to do work around the farm while she put her feet up. These house guests included the cream of UK and European art, including Picasso, Man Ray (who had by now formed a warm friendship and affection with her) and many other notables.

As she gave up photography, so she took on cooking, becoming a self-taught cordon-blue chef, but with a surrealist twist – inventing many odd recipes that nevertheless tasted brilliant. She even wrote a cook book. As she got older, she had to accept that Penrose was having affairs with younger and now more attractive women. She developed cancer but held on long enough for some reconciliation with Anthony, who had grown up and married, but died in 1977 just before her grandson was born.

So, to me Lee Miller is an amazing amalgam of high intelligence, strong work ethics, stunning good looks (which were often held against her), great technical and artistic talent as a model, muse and photographer. She was her own woman, loved whom she liked, did what she liked without compromise. She was not flawless: she used her good looks and sexual favours to leverage those from whom she wanted favours. Yet, she was in some way a tragic figure, from the impact of her childhood trauma, and the devastating effects of her wartime experiences. I found it particularly sad that her husband Roland Penrose, in an interview after her death, essentially denied her talent as a creative and called her simply a muse - despite the creative and technical support she gave to him when he needed it.

She had not let on to her son Anthony any of her careers, and it was not until years later that in clearing out the attic they discovered boxes full of notebooks, images, negatives and cuttings from the various publications that shocked him into seeing her life in all its diversity. He decided to bring her work to the world, and has set up the Lee Miller Archive and Foundation, based at their home, Farley Farm. Her work is the subject of many travelling exhibitions, and has recently had quite a few books exploring the many aspects and lives of Lee Miller.

In many ways I see a connection to that other enigma who has been recently discovered, Vivian Maier. Both intelligent, brilliant in their creative endeavours, yet both marked with personal tragedies and character flaws. I consider them both treasures and am grateful that they have been discovered and their work can be appreciated.

To view her work visit the Lee Miller Archives: https://leemiller.co.uk/
 
What a wonderful piece on this remarkable woman, Trevor. As I was reading it I was reminded of Vivian Maier and nodded when I read your words on that. Thank you so much for bringing Lee Miller to our attention. A name to remember.
 
Lee Miller has received a lot of exposure in Brighton (for those unacquainted with UK geography, Hove where I live runs seamlessly into Brighton) as every year for as long as I can remember the Artist's Open Houses event has seen the Lee Miller Archives represented. There is currently a Lee Miller exhibition running at the Brighton Museum and Art Gallery, and naturally books on Lee Miller on sale both there and in local bookshops.

Thank you Trevor for the write up.
 
Thank you Levina. They have some elements in common and when I look at their lives I am struck by the combination of talent, triumph and tragedy - but I guess that is life in a nutshell. I am amassing a serious library of books on their lives and works.
 
Thank You Trevor, for again, bringing another talented and enigmatic woman to light. Your writing is concise, clear and very easy to read.
Thank you Joayne, that is much appreciated. I love doing the research on these, and other photographers. Since I retired from working in photography, I have expanded my horizons by spending more time studying artists, particularly painters, and great photographers outside my normal genre of wildlife. I definitely recommend that to anyone seeking to improve their photography, to learn from the best about light and composition.
 
I don't know if you're familiar with this series, but you might find it interesting


Further to that. I did a search, found and purchased the set you indicated, plus the following:
So, I should have lots to read in the next month or so. I am currently working my way through another book on Lee Miller - this one focuses on the relationship (personal and creative) between Millar and Man Ray.
 
Yes I have that one- or same subject. Man Ray is interesting in his own right.

With cyanotypes being the flavour of the month (or year!) I assume you've come across Anna Atkins?
 
I have indeed! Given she was the first to publish a book based on photographic images, she was a trailblazer. I think the use of cyanotype images was a good applications for her images of botanical material in silhouette.
 
Further to that. I did a search, found and purchased the set you indicated, plus the following:
So, I should have lots to read in the next month or so. I am currently working my way through another book on Lee Miller - this one focuses on the relationship (personal and creative) between Millar and Man Ray.
IF you have an interest, I just got a fairly massive tomb on Women Photographers:
A World History of Women Photographers by Luce Lebart and Marie Robert, published by Thames & Hudson, ISBN: 978-0-500-02541-3
 
What a wonderful piece on this remarkable woman, Trevor. As I was reading it I was reminded of Vivian Maier and nodded when I read your words on that. Thank you so much for bringing Lee Miller to our attention. A name to remember.
I think you might appreciate this!

At the time of writing there is a film being produced on her time as a war correspondent, with Kate Winslet in her role. Personally, I think her whole life deserves to be fully told in all its extraordinary diversity. For a summary of the film see:
https://news.artnet.com/art-world/lee-miller-movie-what-to-know-2344558
some images from the film that was released as a preview at the Toronto Film Festival in September 2023 but will not be fully released until late 2024:
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt5112584/mediaviewer/rm2494585857/
 
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