by E. Joyce Glasgow -
SGN A&E Writer
Legendary photographer, Annie
Leibovitz, visited the University
of Washington campus on October
24th in support of her new book,
“A Photographer's Life” (2006).
Known for her distinctive and
memorable portraits of celebrities
in Rolling Stone and Vanity Fair,
this time she turns the camera
inward, on herself and loved ones,
documenting the period of her life
between 1990 and 2005.
The impetus for this book came
from two dramatic, life changing
events that happened in 2005.
First, the death by cancer of her
15-year-long life partner, famed
writer, Susan Sontag, followed by
the death of her beloved father five
weeks later.
Leibovitz showed photographs
from the book and got choked up,
trying to hold back tears, when
she showed a photo of Sontag in
silhouette in the ancient city of
Petra, Jordan. She conveyed to us
that Sontag received her bone marrow
transplant as she was close to
death, here in Seattle, at the Fred
Hutchinson Center and spent time
in University Hospital. Leibovitz
had passed the hospital on her way
to her book event and seeing the
hospital, combined with the rainy
Seattle weather, brought back intense
and bittersweet memories of
Sontag in her last struggle for life.
She apologized and said that it had
been a difficult day. Members of the
audience were quietly but audibly
moved to tears in empathy with her
in her grieving process.
She also showed photos of the She also showed photos of the daughter
that she gave birth to at age 52 in 2001 and
her parents, who were married for over 60
years before her father's death. She shared
photos of twins that she had with the help of
a surrogate mother 3 years later and simple,
relaxed portraits of Susan Sontag.
During the question and answer
period, Leibovitz said that she missed pictorial
publications like Life Magazine and
wished we could see more of them again.
She also said that she has begun to do digital
photography along with film and that she is
enjoying her digital results.
When asked how she interacted with her
subjects to get great pictures, she said it was
sometimes easier to get a good portrait from
people who may be more uncomfortable in
front of the camera than with those who really
like to have their picture taken.
I asked her what it was like to carry
a baby and give birth in her fifties. She replied
that she had been a very “young” fiftyyear-
old and had taken good care of herself.
She said, however, that after giving birth
she “became” her age. She also experienced
hormonal activity that was new to her and
that -- as a normally depressive person -- she
said, these euphoria inducing hormones led
her to a revelation: “Ah- this is what it's like
to be happy”. She said that she started trying
to talk every woman and man she knew into
having a child. At 57, she is enjoying being
a mother to her three small children.
Among Annie Leibovitz's other
numerous photographic publications are:
“Olympic Portraits” (1996), “Women”
(1999), “Nudes” (2001), “American Music”
(2003), “Photographs—Annie Leibovitz
1970-1990” (1991) and “Stardust: Annie
Leibovitz 1970-1999 (2000).
This event was sponsored by the
University Book Store. For a schedule of
future author appearances visit: www.ubookstore.
com
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The cast is great. There are some very moving
moments, as well as a lot of funny lines.
The soundtrack took me straight back to
junior high. But I constantly found myself
glancing at my watch, and it wasn't because
of the ginormous coffee I drank that morning.
Well, not only because of. But Running With
Scissors is too disjointed. It's difficult to keep
up with its pacing; it seems schizophrenic,
and not in a good way. At first the film tries
to paint a portrait of a quirky but charming
dysfunctional family. Then it slips into the
uncomfortable territory of divorce, of the
screaming and throwing knives ilk. Think
The Royal Tenenbaums meets The Squid and
the Whale with less funny. Both Fiennes' and
Bening's characters add elements of danger
that belong in psychological dramas, and the
movie tries to end its life as a docudrama,
wrapped up with a neat, feel-good bow. I'm
in favor of busting genres, but Running is
awkward and feels more like a movie of the
week than the subject matter deserves. It's a
disappointment as a film, but at least it made
me want to read the book.