Beloved Light
Mario Carrieri was born at Milan in 1932. Son of the poet and art
critic Raffaele, he grew up in a milieu peopled by such figures as
Eugenio Montale, Giorgio De Chirico and Lucio Fontana and he was close
to the painters of the "Existential Realism" movement during the period
when Milan became a city of art and culture at world level. Carrieri's
early vocation for photography was infused with all the passion and
drama of the human condition that traversed the poetry and visual arts
in the fifties of Milan. In 1959, aged just twenty-seven, he published
the volume
Milano, Italia, the most important work of Italian photography to be
produced in those years. Well aware of the absolute distance separating
his own art from the cultural and ideological penury that surrounded
him, Carrieri then chose to continue his artistic research in total
solitude. In public he only pursued his professional activity, conducted
with outstanding success in Europe and the United States in the fields
of architecture and design, working for figures such as Aldo Rossi,
Renzo Piano, Jean Nouvel and Norman Foster and for corporate bodies such
as Unifor, Knoll and Tecno. His distinctively personal poetic, averse to
all fashions and the dominant ideologies, springs from the dramatic
dimension in which the dark gravity of the land of the living meets the
absolute light of an infinite mystery that corrodes every human limit,
opening the vision to the dynamism of life. In 1995 he encountered a
grave abandonment for which he had lived and worked for years immersed
in suffering. In the still lifes of this period he represented flowers
as if struck, shattered, by a cosmic light. A timeless light for a
timeless pain. The architecture, the objects, the African sculptures,
the still lifes that appear in Carrieri's images emerge from a black and
vibrant depth like a cry towards the gift of light.
Where
No Sun Shines
by Giovanni Chiaramonte
And the light that remains in my
thoughts
Burns and destroys me all within
Petrarch 1
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Amata luce2
(beloved light) is the title Mario Carrieri has chosen for his selection
of some of the most significant black-and-white images produced from
youth to maturity, during his unflagging professional work and also in
the course of a silent artistic practice conducted in purposeful,
arduous solitude. After continuing this work through tormented inner
resistances and innumerable ripensamenti, he has decided to
acknowledge and exhibit it only now he has reached the threshold of the
close of his life.
Beloved light, two words that, in Carrieri's intention, should be uttered
with the energy of a cry and the intensity of a prayer: as if the tongue
were not articulated by thought but, unexpectedly, the voice itself
issued directly from the burden of the heart. Because that is where his
vision springs from, from that dark and indefinite center that enfolds
the self and can only be reached by the echoes of a living word.
Born in Milan in November 1932, under the sign of Scorpio, the volumes in
the big library of his home were the toys he loved most, the only ones
that never bored him. They allowed him to enter that dimension of
reality that made the effort of living worthwhile. "I spent my childhood
reading. I hardly studied because I read so much. Practically I passed
my adolescence doing the same. Since I had the good fortune to have the
run of the library of my father Raffaele, who was a poet and art critic,
till the age of twenty-five I read books: that's all I ever did. In fact
I remember my mother and the way she used to scold me when she found me
reading a book by torchlight under the sheet, because I used to read at
night so no one would see I was awake."3
A common sympathy for the suffering of the human condition, and a deep
affinity of character attracted him to certain tragic writers of the
Modern Period, from Dostoevsky to Camus, from Baudelaire to the
Symbolists, from Céline to Gadda If his wide reading brought him closer
to the heart of his desires and of the expectations, it distracted him
from the school curriculum. In the end it led to his traumatic expulsion
from the Parini classical high school, then known as one of the most
difficult and conservative in Italy. "They threw me out in my third year
of high school, if I remember correctly. The literature teacher wanted
us to write an essay on Giosuè Carducci. I retorted that I disliked
Carducci. Since I was reading Rimbaud at the time, I asked to be allowed
to do an essay on him instead. It caused a scandal! I was immediately
sent out of class and suspended. I stopped studying. Expelled because of
Carducci and his / love thee pious ox,
while I preferred Rimbaud: in the same period of his life, just
sixteen years old, he had already written some of the supreme poems of
all time. My life was to follow the same pattern. I was to be a great
protestor."4
This fact, decisive for the future of the young Carrieri, revealed
concretely the truth of Joseph Brodsky's words, when he says: "If art
teaches anything... it is precisely the private dimension of the human
condition... Whether deliberately or not, art stimulates man's sense of
his uniqueness, individuality, separateness, transforming him from a
social animal into an independent self... In other words, art introduces
variants into those little zeroes by which the champions of the common
good and the lords of the masses account for their operations...
transforming every small zero into a little face, not always pretty,
perhaps, but human... And acquiring this uncommon face is, it
seems, the meaning of human existence."5
The secret dimension of personal creativity, the firmness, the
determination, the openness to change that every artist needs to obey
and fulfill his vocation quite apart from the conformism of fashions,
the stupidity of tendencies, the fanaticism of movements, critical
factiousness, pointless consensus-building, facile exaltation,
unexpected attacks of depression, the blurring of intuitions: Carrieri
certainly began to discover these things in the pages of books. As he
grew up, he also heard about them directly in the words and experiences
of leading figures in Italian and Milanese culture, in their discussions
with his father Raffaele at his home or at the Milan Triennale, the
Galleria del Naviglio and the Galleria del Milione.
Above all he learnt how to confront and accept the labyrinth of time, the
fragmentation of the present, the irreducible contradictions of
different theoretical propositions, the disparate outcomes of similar
paths, the incommensurability of individual poetics: all simultaneously
and controversially present on the art scene in Milan. An example was
Giorgio De Chirico, who, aware that "the door rarely opens on the
metaphysical world?6 turned from being a brilliant
subverter of the tradition of Western painting into the timeless master
of the return to the eternal and immortal palette of classical
mythology. He asserted: "Decline... in all the arts, like the decline in
the quality of everything more or less related to the arts, is a result
of the industrialization and mechanization of everything that lends
itself to being industrialized and mechanized. The machine diminishes
men's intelligence."7
Lucio Fontana, grappling with the neon tubes and Wood lights of his early
installations, said: "The work of art is destroyed by time. When, in the
final conflagration of the universe, time and space no longer exist,
there will remain no memory of the monuments raised by mankind, though
not a hair of his head may be lost... In the eyes of eternity, the airy
art of a minute is all the same as if it lasted a millennium. To this
end, with the resources of modern technology, we will make create in the
sky: artificial shapes, / rainbows of wonder, / bright signs, / we will
transmit, for radio and television, artistic expressions of a new
model... Today we spatial artists have escaped from our cities, we have
broken out of our wrappings, our physical cortex, and we look at each
other, taking photos of earth from rockets in flight In this we are not
extolling the supremacy of our minds over this world, but we want to
recover our true face, our true image: a change long-awaited, eagerly,
by the whole of creation. The spirit spreads its light, in the
freedom that has been given us."8
The tragic awareness of the irredeemable evil that lives the heart and the
history of man, the "new confirmation of Adam's fall"9
provided by World War II, the horror of the Holocaust and the bombs on
Hiroshima and Nagasaki, which lit the sky with the light of the possible
atomic extermination of mankind, kept Carrieri from the hopeful belief
that animated Fontana Even more it made impossible the ideological
commitment permeated by a Marxist optimism of the will developed by
Treccani, Guttuso, Birolli in the Corrente group.
Resolved not to continue his academic studies, Carrieri found work with
the publisher Mondadori. There he was put in charge of the photo archive
of the newsmagazine Epoca. This was one of the leading European
weeklies and published the great photo-reporters of the day, above all
Magnum. His interest was only really aroused by the work of Werner
Bischof, by the austerity of his technique, reflecting the influence of
Klee and the Bauhaus. Continuing to interest himself in painting and
poetry, Carrieri began to mix with some of the artists of his own
generation: Arico, Banchieri, Bellandi, Ferroni, Ceretti, Vaglieri, all
leading representatives of that strand of painting that Marco Valsecchi
called Existential Realism.
"I use the terms group and expressive climate, because
existential realism was both," writes Elena Pontiggia. "It was an
empirical amalgam, not restrictive, and threshed out above all in
conversation between two or three of its members at a time, without
effacing their individual differences. .. The Existential Realists all
belonged to the generation born in the late twenties and early thirties.
Their youth meant they never had to fight, but they lived through the
wartime collapse and destruction of Italy, and their suffering in the
years of adolescence could never be healed by the euphoria of
reconstruction and the postwar boom."10
The epoch-making breakthrough achieved internationally by Francis Bacon
and the painters of the New York school "led the members of Existential
Realism to seek a third way, distant from Guttuso's realism or
Abstract Art and, precisely because of this, difficult and lonely."11
The path that Carrieri took was in many ways even more difficult and
lonely than that of his painter friends. This was partly because, in the
vital dynamic of every true vocation, photography was not a goal he had
aimed at or a choice gradually developed out of his cultural interests
and passions. It was an act of obedience, inconceivable to the pride
that was part of his character, and he submitted to it almost with
anger. It all happened as if, in his fascination with its unexpected and
unpredictable light, photography had chosen him. "Working in the
Mondadori archives and having to write catalogue numbers, every blessed
day, on negatives, after a while I felt I just couldn't do it any more.
I took up photography on my own account, without any formal training. I
should say I had always hated taking photos and never really cared much
for them, because at the time I was really thinking about making films."12
Real cinema, art cinema, was based in Rome, at Cinecitta, then passing
through the most glorious phase of its entire history. But Italian
television was created in Milan in 1954, in the studios of the RAI (the
Italian public service broadcaster) in Corso Sempione. Carrieri produced
some of the most famous commercials ever transmitted in "Carosello"
(public television's advertising slot). He even won first prize at the
Festival of Film Advertising held at the Milan Trade Fair in 1956.
Quickly won, the accolade proved barren: Carrieri's eyes were fixed
elsewhere, on the drama of the human condition, which lies in the city.
This is the place where it unfolds and photography is the image of its
revelation.
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In 1957 by the time Carrieri gave up all his other work to produce
Milano, Italy,13
his obsessive passion for the apparently divergent paths of writing
and painting had helped him to achieve a mature mastery of his
sensibility and of photography as an artistic instrument to express his
vision. The art of Francis Bacon helped him to develop an existentially
and creatively decisive understanding. A painting like
Study of a Nude from The Human Figure in Motion14
by the photographer Eadweard J. Muybridge, the sequence of paintings
inspired by the Velazquez's portrait of Pope Innocent X, revealed to him
the secret matrix that governs the metamorphic relationship between the
inner and outer figure of body and face: the mystery of the mirror image
that, in a painting or photograph, confers on the superficial and obtuse
appearance of the visible all the pulsating and intelligent depth of the
unseen.
As Bacon said: "Think about a thing like Las Meninas: I think it's
the greatest painting that's ever been made ... we don't know what those
people looked like, but I think it came nearer to fantasy and imagery
more than anything probably ever did. I think Velazquez was very, very
extraordinary because if you analyze the heads of Philip IV and people
like that, you will see that these are profound distortions. But they
are distortions which distort themselves into fact... I think if you
want to convey fact and if you have to do it, then this can only ever be
done through a form of distortion. You must distort, if you can, what is
called appearance into image."15 And Bacon continues, "You're
not only aware of the appearance but you're aware of the fact, you're
aware of the stuff which it was made of. It's a very odd thing because
you're aware of two things, you're aware of the fact this is an
artificial thing which is making a reality."16
Thanks to the work of Edward Weston and Arnold Newman and Ansel Adams'
Zone System, Carrieri attained optimal control of the angle of his shots
and of tone in black-and-white prints, yet he realized this was still
not enough to transfigure a piece of paper called a photograph into an
image. "Photography is a very, very poor medium, so you have to use some
other factor, a really powerful one: in my case it's light. The only way
to express yourself in photography, I believe, is light. Apart from the
choice of the view and of the decisive moment to shoot, everything else
in photography is built up out of light. As Nadar declared: 'Photography
is a wonderful discovery, a science that enthralls the most elevated
intelligences, an art that sharpens the most elect intelligences and
whose application is within the grasp of the last of the idiots... What
can't be learned is the sense of light.'17
I find this definition perfect. I was simply seeking a way out of the
imbecility that envelops much of the world of photography, and my road
was light, a light capable of giving shape to all the dimensions, like
the act of sculpting. For this reason, my points of reference, beyond
Caravaggio and Bacon, were the Eugenio Montale of
Notizie dall'Amiata and Dylan Thomas of Light breaks where no sun
shines. I've always avoided entering the circle of falsehood and the
circle of the deceitful. I found myself, then as now, in a tragic
solitude, because I've never been interested in communicating with the
history of photography, at least with what I saw being practiced around
me. The best of my photography stemmed from delirium rather than
knowledge, because I began and continued my work as if it was already a
defeat, going ahead desperately to try and retrieve some scrap of
truth."18
The awareness that shines through Mario Carrieri's words is that of an
artist gifted with experience and the measure of the absolute, against
which man's work stands out for an instant like a shadow against the
mystery of the light, before immediately being lost in the darkness.
For Milano, Italia,19
published in 1959, Carrieri put the whole city in pose: the spaces, the
buildings, the shops, the people and the animals, turning them into the
theater of a visual one-act drama, divided into ten scenes and 134
photographs.
Scene /opens in the distance of the plain, with the black of the soil and
the white of the snow, between the cramped horizon of working-class
apartment blocks and the vacant lots on the streets around Linate
airport; moving past a skull and a tattered wire fence, the scene
continues amid the factories of Bovisa, the railroad tracks of the
Farini freight station, the building site for the Pirelli skyscraper. It
rises to aerial views of the Velasca tower and San Vittore prison, then
comes down to earth again among the tombs in Greco cemetery, zigzags
amid the well-heeled people strolling down Via Montenapoleone and the
political graffiti on the walls of the outer city, to the wholly
unexpected encounter with Cardinal Montini, in the act of "bringing God
to the new working-class districts", as we read on the poster framed in
the following image. It threads its way among people looking for
accommodation on a wall papered with advertisements, and a poor man
wearing a soldier's cap, who carries his home on his back in the midst
of a hostile crowd. Scene / closes in the churches in downtown Milan,
with in the foreground a candle that whitens till it fades into the
stones of the wall, just as the figure of the man holding it darkens
till it merges with the darkness around him.
In the photos, laid out in a pattern devised by Carrieri, the scale of
tones of gray is practically absent and every image is rendered by the
artist in the literal sense of the term "black and white", in the
absolute and irreconcilable contrast between light and darkness.
There is nothing tragic in the streets, the buildings, the views of the
city, the figures, the actions frozen by Carrieri in 27 images that make
up Scene I. And most of the images in the next nine scenes can
hardly be considered tragic: certainly not the counterpoint, placed at
the end of
Scene II, between the image of the safe being laboriously pushed
into a van by three workmen and that of the casket borne on the
shoulders of sextons past the Alemagna cafe on Via Manzoni. Nor the
image of bedlam in the Stella d'Oro dancehall at the end of Scene
VII.
The tragic, as such, does not emerge even from the first of the two images
of Scene III: the chipped wall of Viale Papiniano, where the
small photo of the executed partisan seems to be oozing blood. The
tragic is not in the glazed eye of an animal just butchered and flayed,
nor in the bowed head of the old man crossing the railroad bridge at
Porta Romana; it is not in the tanks in the parade of June 2 advancing
down Corso Sempione for the Anniversary of the Republic, or in the queue
of poor people standing in a snowstorm at a soup kitchen in Porta
Genova.
In Milano, Italia, the tragedy lies and is revealed in the creation
of the image itself, in the linguistic structure of Carrieri's
photographs.
By using high-speed 35 mm film printed on high-contrast paper, Carrieri
makes the grain of the emulsion sharply visible and by this device he
reduces the reality of the world to a single dimension, to the molecular
dimension of its structure. The physical variety of the elements that
make up the city, the asphalt of the roads, the cement rendering on the
walls, the stone and marble of the facades of the houses, the steel of
the automobiles, the paper of the posters, the flesh of the people, the
fabrics of their garments, the skins of animals, all die in their
tactile identity, broken up into a fine grain of infinitesimal
particles. In the dark sockets concealing the gleam of their eyes, the
faces lose all the humanity of their gaze and this acute distortion
effaces all the dignity and the glamour of the body.
In these images, Carrieri does not contemplate the light that springs from
the figure of man and the form of his action, with the place of its
splendor in the city. He looks directly into the light itself, with a
burning desire to find a living memory of this figure, a trace of this
form. "Thrusting my face into the eternal light"20 seems to
be a constant in the destiny of Western art. To Dante and his
descendants, from Velazquez to Robert Adams and Richard Misrach, this
light appears, however, "...painted with our likeness."21
This vision, in the presence of our image glimpsed for an instant in a
dimension that lies beyond all dimensions, makes possible the
representation of every dimension of reality. Then every appearance of
the visible world, from the detail of the most trivial object to the
most wicked bloodshed, everything has to be safeguarded in the dignity
and freedom of its essence and, above all, to be rendered lovingly in
the superhuman clarity of the image in the mirror.
This is why Dante called his representation of human vicissitudes a
"Comedy". Robert Adams, recording the devastation of the American
landscape now reduced to simple space of commerce and consumption, in
books like What We Bought: The New World,22 testifies
that "photography as art does address evil, but it does so broadly as it
works to convince us of life's value; the darkness that art combats is
the ultimate one, the conclusion that life is without worth and finally
better off ended."23 And Richard Misrach, in the image
Dante's View in Canto XVIII of his greatest work,24 does
not mean or repeat, like Edward Weston, the lookout point with the same
name overlooking the infernal desert in the Californian valley, but the
view that raises Dante's gaze to the sky, to the "sweet hue of eastern
sapphire"25 grasped in the brightness of a spring dawn.
The ten scenes of Milano, Italia form the single act of a tragedy,
in which light burns to ash the world that sees the light in it, so that
it vanishes into the absence of absolute whiteness.
"What is Milan? What does it look like? These are not questions which it
is worth answering in a book. This volume is not published as a record
of Milan; it is not published as a collection of attractive
photographs," admits Carrieri in his unsigned note on the cover flap.
"The reason for this book is essentially a question. What has Milan to
say? The answer (an answer that is not a single sentence, but consists
of strings of images strung together with the most candid arbitrariness)
given in this book is a dramatic answer."26
The arrival of the volume in the bookstores caused very little stir among
either public or critics.27 And yet Carrieri, in the extreme
generosity of his hopeless question, had recovered one small truth: the
certainty that he was a photographer, with the talent and the courage
required to confront the art of "writing in light".
"A strong light dissolves the world," wrote Kafka in Zurau. "Before weak
eyes it becomes solidified, before weaker eyes it has fists, before even
weaker eyes it becomes prudish and smashes whoever dares look at it."28
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The creative logic and the tonal register of the photographs in Milano,
Italia provide a stylistic key to the subsequent work attempted by
Mario Carrieri: the short film titled / cinque dolori, with
moving images freely inspired by Eugenic Montale and a voiceover
reciting four poems from the Mediterranean section of Ossi di seppia
and
Notizie dall'Amiata from Part IV of Le occasioni. "I never
cared for Montale, I didn't understand him," confesses Carrieri, "and it
was only after a quarrel with Claudio Olivieri that I understood his
greatness."29
The "glory of the full noon / when the trees cast no shadows, / and all
that appears around / by too much light turns tawny" becomes Carrieri's
theme, taken from Ossi di seppia: the glory that, in its light,
inexorably focuses, without any scope for concealment, on "...time made
water, / the long talk with the poor dead, the ash, the wind, / the wind
that delays, death, the death that lives!"30
"To realize my planned film on Montale," continues Carrieri, "I bought a
16 mm movie camera and used an invertible film in black and white, then
printed on a 35 mm negative from which I made the copy for cutting and
the final editing. In the images obtained through these stages, things
peeled and dissolved at the edges in the light of the frame like the
shots in
Milano, Italia, I had taken over 25,000 meters of film, an enormous
quantity, and, after the editing, which I supervised personally, I sent
the first copy to Rome, to the board that selected the shorts to be
funded and shown nationwide in theaters. They turned down the film,
because the grainy effect I sought so carefully was judged a serious
technical flaw instead of a deliberate expressive quality. This spelt
disaster for me, because I had put my own money into the production of
the film and lost the lot. This marked a turning point in my life and
work because from then on I had to devote all my time to working
professionally on commission. I began with Amilcare Pizzi, where
Milano, Italia was printed. Pizzi was a major printing business used
by the international publishers of art books and Christmas presentation
volumes for the Italian banks. They asked me to work as a photographer
for them and I began to travel the world because UNESCO had ordered a
big series on the artistic legacy of humanity. Over the next fifteen
years practically all my work was done for Pizzi. Then there was a
decline in institutional orders and publishing, so I accepted the offers
that came in steadily from the design industry. This was an important
step and immensely useful, because finally I was able to make the most
of my skill in handling light, which came to me from filming commercials
and the experience accumulated in photographing ancient sculpture for
the books commissioned by Pizzi. In photographing designer products I
began immediately with my lights and my camera angles. Unlike my old
friend Aldo Ballo, I used continuous illumination by spotlights, not
flashlights, and always put the objects on a pedestal as if on a stage,
moving away from the traditional setting in a kind of limbo."31
Working to commission forced Carrieri to sacrifice his artistic
creativity; he abandoned the subjects and themes of his own vision, but
it enabled him to understand the human alienation caused by the methods
of production in industrial civilization. It forced him, to an even
greater degree, to explore and enhance in every way possible the
originality and the technical mastery of his photography.
Seeking complete formal fidelity to the object to be transfigured into an
image, he abandoned the earlier harshness of his tonal scale and adopted
every possible modulation in the range of grays, though he still
retained the extreme notes of the high brightness of the whites and the
ultimate gravity of the blacks. In the freedom of angle offered by using
a pedestal, in the significant sense of direction provided by using
spotlights positioned with meticulous mastery, in which he equaled Henri
Alekan, in the inhuman and machinelike precision of detail, in the way
the objects stand out momentarily on the verge of disappearing into the
darkness that surrounds them, the photos of chairs, tables, sofas,
typewriters designed by the masters of design take on a full and
independent esthetic value. They become Modernist still lifes, icons of
the twentieth century's Utopian desire to create a new world for
mankind, "from the spoon to the city" as Hermann Muthesius put it in
1912.
Carrieri never forgot the personal dimension of his artistic vocation. In
1972 he again devoted himself to a project of his own. Until 1974 he
spent most of his weekends in Venice, taking over 17,000 color slides in
three years' work. The book he planned was never published, because the
images failed to come up to his expectations: that uncompromising and
jealous desire for the absolute that reveals the honesty of every artist
about his own work. Inevitably for Carrieri, the place where reality
became visible in the image created by photography was no longer the
external life of the world, but the inner void of the studio, a
camera obscura animated by a work shaped by the light itself that
illuminates it.
Through the force and the modes of this personal vision understood as
drama, in the theatrical sense of the term, Carrieri, between 1975 and
1980, revisited a decisive episode in Modernism: the discovery of
African sculpture,32 a form of primordial art without a
history and without a genealogy, capable of inspiring by its expressive
energy the rise of the new, equally without a history and without a
genealogy, within the tradition of Western art through the conflicting
vicissitudes of the twentieth century.
The photos were exhibited at the Padiglione d'Arte Contemporanea in Milan.
The exhibition attracted a big public and some critical
misunderstandings, confirming Carrieri's conviction that he should push
on towards the completion of his work in solitude. "The historian of
photography Lamberto Vitali was a close friend of mine, I adored him: he
was an extraordinary person, a fine poet and a great thinker. When he
came to the exhibition he told me I had made a mistake in altering the
sculptures markedly, I should have taken a more detached approach. He
failed to see that I wanted to transform them from exhibits in a museum
showcase into something taken out and thrown into life. This was why I
had used all the force and all the complexity of my lighting."33
In these words, the urge to throw into life what is closed in itself and
dead to all the true interest of existence, Mario Carrieri describes his
own destiny and reveals the opening of a new creative season. This lay
in the sequences of Nudes, Flowers and Still Lifes matured
in the spring of 1978 by taking photos of the animals embalmed in action
poses in the landscapes, fake and spectacular, in the Milan's Natural
History Museum. The images of these sequences again confronted Carrieri
with the fundamental problem of the ars luds
that is photography: the original antagonism and complementarity of
light and darkness in the mystery of the Creation.
"I believe that Daguerre, gazing on the dizzy precision of the image of
his fossil shells, did not see them as a nature morte, but
probably the dream come true of restoring the inanimate world to life by
means of light And that this strange tangle of the meanings and
mysteries of nature, chemical alchemies, laws of optics and physics, was
the magical event that gave our gaze to the world, another gaze so as
not to forget it, to understand it, or perhaps just for the pleasure we
feel in seeing it."34 The enigma photography than
Luigi Ghirri meets on the path of the work is the same that confronts
Mario Carrieri. And if for Ghirri this enigma is dissolved in the
pleasure of sight, for Carrieri the enigma unfolds endlessly,
infinitely, with a hopeless tenderness, because, in his eyes the light
that brings forms to life is the same energy that also casts them out to
die. Seen in these terms, photography cannot restore to life the world
of lost forms by means of light and, with the duplicity of its mirror,
can only evoke the endless drama of their birth and death. Love filled
with desire for the beauty of the female body and for the yearning
palpitation of the flesh, with wonder at the fluttering of petals or
butterfly wings in the air, is a feeling immediately pierced by the
light and darkness that are created and revealed together. In the last
images of Carrieri, the vision of love is crucified in the very act of
coming to light, like the arm of the woman outstretched in the void, in
the simultaneous brightness and darkness that surround her. To obtain
this effect, that uses photography to restore the primordial instant of
the biblical story of the Creation, Carrieri uses a film floodlight
positioned directly overhead that pours down a shaft of direct and
powerful light on the scene of his miniature theatres, whose details are
further defined by the soft light created by small spotlights at the
sides.
This is a mode of illumination discovered and practiced by the first
painter of still lifes in the camera ombrosa of his
studio, maintains Alessandro Parronchi, who mentions a text published in
1620: "A united light shed from above without reflections, as could be
achieved in a room with its walls painted black, making the brights very
bright and the darks very dark, was used to heighten contrasts in
painting. This was not done naturally, nor was it practiced or even
thought of in earlier centuries or by painters in the past"35
This is the artificial, not natural, method of lighting and painting
begun by Caravaggio, following the example of Giambattista della Porta.
A hole would be made in the ceiling of a windowless room. The painter
"never let any of his figures go out into the daylight, but found a way
to make them stand out in the darkness of a closed room, using light
shed from above directly onto the principal part of the body, and by
leaving the rest in shadow added force to the picture by a sharp
contrast between light and shade."36
The artificial manner of Caravaggio marked a breakthrough in Western art,
leading later painters like Vermeer, Canaletto and Bellotto to use the
camera obscura equipped with Galileo's lens and eventually leading to
the invention of photography, ars lucis according to nature and
science. It is the quest for an image corresponding to man's destiny, in
the reality of experience that is subjective, personal, and, at the same
time objective, universal, that forms the artist's vision, driving him
to ceaseless experiments with his artistic language, the use of ever new
modes and techniques of representation. "Caravaggio, after the
experiences in the room with its walls painted black, was the lord of
darkness, and he deviates from it only to the small degree requisite to
avoid diminishing his tragic, virile, pessimism,"37 recalls
Parronchi quoting Roberto Longhi.
In the way he illuminates the scene, the way he handles light and the
tragic pessimism of his vision, Carrieri claims for his photography a
profound analogy with the painting of Caravaggio: a finally human vision
of reality, pierced by grief and moved by the same sense of pity.
The circle of falsehood, the circle of the deceitful, from whom Carrieri
held aloof, choosing to work in solitude, is made up of those who flee
the drama of reality to take refuge in false hope and false suffering,
projected in all ages by the ideology of power, both lay and religious.
Drapery bursts in on the scene of the last images, fluttering brightly
like shrouds placed on relics of flowers, fish, skulls, shells. Through
existence, Mario Carrieri sought "his own small burning truth"38
in the light of photography, tearing down the veils of hypocrisy from the
appearance of life. Now the time has come to shed a veil of light on the
appearance of death.
Giovanni Chiaramonte
Notes
1 Francesco
Petrarca, Canzoniere, XVIII, Einaudi, Turin 1964, p. 20. The
epigraph was suggested by Mario Carrieri.
2
There is still no history of art that studies the changes in figurative
art on the basis of the relationship with light.. .Since we have no
definition of art based on its relationship with light, we also lack any
history of art sub specie lucis." So, despite the invention of
photography in 1839 by Jean-Louis Daguerre and Henry Fox Talbot and the
invention of the cinema by Louis and Auguste
Lumiere in 1895, Hans Sedlmayr writes in La luce nelle sue manifes-fez/on/art7sfc/>e(1979),
published in Italy by Aesthetica Edizioni
in Palermo in 1989. When Sir John Herschel suggested the name writing
in lighter Fox Talbot's invention, he fully grasped the nature of
vision as language, incomparably easier to learn than all other written
or spoken languages yet immediately and universally comprehensible. As
such, photography has become an essential instrument of communication
for all scientific disciplines and every other human activity, from
history to geography, archeology, astronomy, fashion, journalism and
mass tourism, and now we are seeing its instant global expansion through
cell phones with built-in digital cameras. Just as the workaday writing
of humanity branched out into literature in the forms of the epic, lyric
and fiction, something similar has happened to photography since its
invention, with an unbroken line of innovators who practiced it as
artistic creation with absolute critical awareness all through the
nineteenth and twentieth centuries. Thomas Struth, Andreas Gursky and
Richard Misrach fetch the highest prices on the market for contemporary
work. Perhaps because it is writing with light, ars sub specie lucis,
that Roland Barthes between 15 April and 3 June 979 had to write La
Chambre claire to be "certain that photography existed, that it had
a genius of its own." Despite this, so far not a single history of art
has been published that presents organically a study of the work of
Pablo Picasso together with that of Henri Cartier-Bresson, of Cecil
Beaton with that of Francis Bacon, of Andy Warhol with that of Richard
Avedon. And it is still possible in Italy to gain a specialist degree in
Art History or Media Studies without having to take a single exam in
History of Photography. This is why the exhibition and catalog of Mario
Carrieri's work are not the work of a historian or art critic, but of a
photographer who, like the artist, has had to reckon with the presence
of darkness in the reasons of light
3 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 24 June 2004.
4
Ibidem.
5
Josif Brodskij, Dall'esilio, Adelphi, Milan 1988, p. 42-43.
6
Giorgio De Chirico, // meccanismo delpensiero, Einaudi, Turin
1985, p. 406.
7
Ibidem, p. 406-407.
8 Lucio
Fontana, Concetti Spaziali, Einaudi, Turin 1999, p. 470.
9 Herman
Melville, Clarel, Einaudi, Turin 1999, p. 470.
10 E
Pontiggia (ed.), Tino Vaglieri, Medusa, Milan 2001, p. 13-14.
11 Ibidem, p. 16.
12 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 24 June 2004.
13 Mario
Carrieri, Milano, Italia, C.M. Lerici Editore, Milan 1959.
14
Eadweard J. Muybridge, The Human Figure in Motion,
Dover, New York 1955.
15 Hugh
M. Davies, Francis Bacon. The Papal Portraits
of 1953,
Museum of Contemporary Art, San Diego 2002, p. 40.
16
Ibidem, p. 40.
17
AAW, Nadar, Einaudi, Turin 1973, p. 64. Nadar spoke these words
at an audience on Saturday 12 December 1857 in the Imperial Court of
Paris during a law suit in which he claimed exclusive property in the
pseudonym "Nadar" Since this statement is a fundamental step in the
growing critical awareness of photography, it is worth publishing the
decisive part of the text. "Photography is a marvelous invention,
a science that enthralls the most elevated intelligences, an art that
sharpens the most sagacious spirits - and whose application is within
the reach of imbeciles. This prodigious art that makes something from
nothing, this extraordinary invention after which everything is
credible, this impossible problem which scientists had already solved
some twenty years since but are still struggling to find a name for,
this Photography, which with Applied Electricity and Chloroform makes
out nineteenth century the greatest of all centuries - this supernatural
photography is practiced every day, in every home, by the first comer
and also by the last since it has brought together all the failures in
all careers. At every step you can see a painter who has never painted,
a tenor who has never received a part, engaged in photography. And I say
quite seriously that I could make your coachman or doorman two assistant
photographers in a single lesson. The theory of photography can be
learnt in an hour, the practical elements in a day. This is what can be
learnt... so easily and what I have the honor of expounding it to you -
which means that everyone, without exception, can aspire from one day to
the next to call himself a photographer, without temerity. ... What
cannot be learnt... is the sense of light... is the artistic appraisal
of the effects produced by lights singly and combined - it is the
application of these or those effects depending on the type of
physiognomy that you as an artist have to reproduce... What can be
learnt even less is the moral intelligence of your subject - is that
intuition that enables you to commune with your model, to judge him,
guides you to his habits, his ideas, his character, and enables you to
obtain, not banally, by chance, just any plastic reproduction, within
the reach of the last assistant photographer, but the most familiar and
most favorable likeness, the inner resemblance. This is the
psychological side of photography: the term does not seem too
ambitious."
18 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 24 June 2004.
19 The
author's note on the cover flap is the only writing Carrieri has
published so far, and so it seems essential to reprint it entire. "I
wanted to produce a city, not reproduce it No selfcontained images. No
photographic witticisms. No formalism. No investigative photography.
Only the choice of a language and a narrative that lie beyond objective
reality and are presented by a specific vision, in images that are as
far from motionless as possible. Their origin lies in a sort of rage
against what is taken for granted. The myth of the metropolis. Rage at
appearances and rage also at what I already knew about photographic
techniques. Discovering, I believe, means facing a given reality
without defending yourself from it with what you already know and
without concealing it with your professional skills. Probing inside
things, going back to their origins, to that dose of essential and
burning truth, and then seeking to reconstruct and present your own
little piece of scalding truth at the highest possible temperature,
while rejecting wishful thinking and confessions."
20
Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy, Paradise, XXXIII,
83.
21
Ibidem, verse 131.
22
Robert Adams, What We Bought: The New World, Stiftung
Niedersachsen, Hanover 1995.
23 Robert
Adams, Beauty in Photography. Essays in Defense of Traditional
Values, Aperture, New York 1996, p. 70
24 A.Tucker
(ed.), Crimes and Splendors: The Desert Cantos of Richard Misrach,
The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston 1996, p. 179.
26
Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy, Purgatory, I, 14.
26 Giuseppe
Trevisani, in Mario Carrieri, Milano, Italia, op. cit
27
The most significant criticism of Mario Carrieri's book was by Giuseppe
Turroni in Nuova fotografia italiana, Schwarz Editore, Milan
1959, p. 63-64: "Mario Carrieri draws on a pictorial approach understood
in the most cultivated sense. His book on Milan may alarm the last of
the Arcadians, but it is at least original, and discovers a neurotic,
massified Milan. The youthful Carrieri embodies Klein's influence wholly
in the content and not in the form, in the purely graphic quality, in
the page layout (antithetical to that of the celebrated New York).
Klein may not be a very great photographer (Cartier-Bresson is much
greater and speaks much less) but he expresses a necessity, a
breakthrough in world photography; he reveals the saturation of the old
themes and denounces an open Expressionism in the framing of objects and
faces, landscapes and views of the city. The specific
risks being suffocated by the standardized, by the formal sophisms,
technicisms and stylistic features so dear to photographers across the
Atlantic. In Klein's work the specific becomes alarming, rapid,
allusive: he means to dissect reality and give it back to us in a
contorted kaleidoscope of emotions. Carrieri's method is quite
different, but it is in the rhythm of the themes that he shows he has
listened to the best voices of American photography (the most advanced
in the modern world, together with the Japanese, but on the plane of
formal and stylistic mastery). Carrieri, like Niccolai, grew up outside
the schools. His approach to photography is instinctive, he
grasps the best narrative opportunities."
On 18 October 1959 an exhibition (Mostra della fotografia italiana
d'oggi)
was held at the Biblioteca Comunale of Villa Zorn in Sesto San Giovanni.
Forty-six photographers were represented, including Mario Carrieri,
selected on typological criteria by Tranquillo Casiraghi. At the close
of the exhibition Italo Zannier gave a paper titled Problemi del
giornalismo e dell'editoria in Italia, from which the comes
following quotation (now in the book by Cesare Colombo Lo sguardo
critico. Cultura e fotografia in Italia 1943-1968, Agora Editrice,
Turin 2003): "No one will doubt that the reader is attracted immediately
by the title, by what it promises. The average reader, I mean, the kind
that is the mainstay of our publishing industry, whether in the case of
photo books or other kinds. The photo book is considered a gift book,
because its price means not everyone can afford it, but this is
certainly not the sole function of a book of photographs. The choice of
the subjects, on the one hand of little general interest, or excessively
intellectual (and here we can mention Mario Carrieri's recent Milano,
Italia), and on the other the high publication costs due to small
print runs and the sometimes excessive elegance of the books themselves,
are the principal causes of the modest success of photo books in Italy."
In his Storia Sociale delta fotografia (Feltrinelli, Milan 1976,
p. 359), Ando Gilardi calls Mario Carrieri's photo of the executed
partisan in Milano, Italia
"one of the ten masterpieces of Italian photography."
28 Franz
Kafka, Aforismi di Zurau, Adelphi, Milan 2004, p. 54.
29 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 5 August
2004.
30
Eugenic Montale, L'opera in versi, Einaudi, Turin 1980, p. 37.
31 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 5
August 2004.
32 In
Autumn 1914, at the 291 Gallery of the photographer Alfred
Stieglitz, Marius de Zayas curated the first exhibition of African
sculpture to be presented in a space devoted to contemporary art and not
an anthropological museum. The influence of this exhibition was so
important that the National Gallery of Washington partially
reconstructed it and presented it in 2001 in its exhibition Modern
Art and America: Alfred Stieglitz and His New York Galleries.
33 From
a conversation with Mario Carrieri recorded on 5 August
2004.
34
Luigi Ghirri, L'enigma fotografia, in R Costantini, G.
Chiaramonte (eds.), Luigi Ghirri. Niente di antico sotto il sole,
SEI, Turin 1997 p. 122.
35
Alessandro Parronchi, Caravaggio, Medusa, Milan 2002, p. 19.
36
Ibidem, p. 30.
37
Ibidem, p. 19.
38
Mario Carrieri, Milano, Italia, op. cit
Biographical Note
by Francesco Zanot
Mario Carrieri was born in Milan in November 1932. His father Raffaele,
the author of numerous collections of poetry and even more numerous
writings on art, led a very active life that saw him, when only fifteen
years old, fighting by the side of D'Annunzio in the adventure of Fiume,
and later creating a wide network of friendships and professional
relationships with some of the leading cultural figures of the period,
including Modigliani, Picasso, Marini, Campigli, the founders of
Futurism and Vittorio Bodini.
In the early '50s, after abandoning his academic career because of
insuperable incompatibility with the conservatism of the teaching staff,
the young Mario Carrieri was taken on by the Mondadori to catalogue the
photo archive of the weekly newsmagazine Epoca, recently launched
on the market by the Milanese publishing house. Carrieri spent the
central years of the decade making a number of commercials, some
transmitted on Carosello (Italian public television's advertising slot).
He won important recognition (the Diploma of the Gran Prix and the
A.P.C. Cup) at the Milan Trade Fair's Film Advertising Festival in 1956.
In 1957 he gave up all his other work and concentrated on the production
of a wide-ranging photographic record of Milan. Between January and
August of the following year he used a small-format camera to take 3500
shots of the city within the circle of the old customs houses: 134 were
selected in 1959 to form the sequence, divided into ten "scenes" of the
volume
Milano, Italia, published by C.M. Lerici and received by the critics
with substantial indifference. The only voice raised firmly in its
defense was that of another photographer, Ugo Mulas. His support was the
start of a close friendship between them. The Museum of Modern Art in
New York and other European museums acquired for their collections many
of the photos that had appeared in the volume.
Beginning in 1962, Carrieri spent two years collecting material for /
Cinque Dolori, a short film freely inspired by the poetry of Eugenic
Montale. At the same time, prompted by Roberto Sanesi, he planned a
documentary, never made, on the life and work of Dylan Thomas, to be
filmed in Wales, the poets birthplace.
Then followed fifteen years when Amilcare Pizzi, a printing firm that
worked largely for international art publishers, commissioned Carrieri
to travel worldwide taking photos for a series funded by UNESCO on the
artistic legacy of humanity. It gave special emphasis to ancient
sculpture, from the Etruscans to the Greeks, Romans and ancient
Egyptians, for which he received a further order from the Menil
Foundation in Houston. In the early 1970s Carrieri took over the studio
in Via Spallanzani vacated by Ugo Mulas, then seriously sick, and began
a close collaboration that has lasted down to the present with leading
designers in Italy and abroad.
Over a three-year period, 1972-1974, he spent his weekends working in
Venice. Despite taking over 17,000 color slides he failed to produce the
book he had originally imagined, disappointed by the difference between
the final corpus of photographs and his expectations.
Between 1975 and 1977 he produced a long series of images of African
sculpture in color and black and white. They were exhibited in early
1981 at the Padiglione d'Arte Contemporanea in Milan and published in
the catalog of the show (Mazzotta), with an introduction by Emilio
Tadini, as well as in a special Italian edition of Karen Blixen's Out
of Africa
commissioned by Olivetti the same year.
In 1978 he began working on the theme of still life, completing a rich
collection of works that have never been shown until this retrospective
in his Milan studio and home.
In the late '90s Carrieri devoted himself to the photographic
interpretation of the sculpture of Auguste Rodin. His images formed an
independent section of a traveling exhibition of the originals previewed
in August of 1999 in the Church of San Stae in Venice, and accompanied
the relevant volume Rodin: Plasters and Bronzes by Robert Gordon
and Mondiale Est Group.
In the biographies that have appeared so far the writer has had this to
say of himself: "Though he has an awful character and tends towards
isolation, sometimes he has been obliged to do some personal and
collective exhibitions. Belonging to the lonely category of the
visionary, he does not love the fleeting moment in photography. Perhaps
it is for this reason that he doesn't go about with a camera slung round
his neck but prefers to support the ordeal of traveling the world
lugging with him all 906 kilos of his equipment"
Francesco Zanot
From 1980 Mario Carrieri worked for the
best design companies as Knoll, Steelcase, Cassina, Techo, Unifor, etc.
and for the best architects as Richard Meyer, Renzo Piano, Michele De
Lucchi, Jean Nouvel, Norman Foster, Aldo Rossi, etc.
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