Peter Lindbergh, the fashion photographer and director who passed away yesterday, was the master of the unguarded moment. That’s not to be confused with candid; there was always a beautiful sense of composition to his pictures, and also a lot of openness. His were photos that breathed—and not only because many of them were taken out of doors.
Lindbergh was known for highlighting women’s beauty and joy. You might add curiosity to that list; journeying, or road-tripping, was one of the motifs that ran throughout the work he did at Vogue, where he started contributing in 1984. Another trope was to cast a cinematic gaze upon his subject, capturing her from afar or through a window. These actions heightened the sense of narrative in an editorial. When he used sets, as he did in a 2013 story featuring Sandra Bullock, he let the machines and scrims and supports be seen. Even when documenting the most romantic couture pieces, frills were never part of Lindbergh’s vocabulary. He was a natural.
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