Massimo Vitali; Bonni Benrubi gallery.
Turvey, Lisa
In an 1867 letter to a friend, Eugene Boudin bemoaned an influx of
vacationers to his native Normandy coast, writing, "This beach at
Trouville which used to be my delight, now ... seems like a frightful
masquerade. One would have to be a genius to make something of this
bunch of do-nothing poseurs." A solution was found in selective
attention: "Fortunately, dear friend, the Creator has spread out
everywhere his splendid and warming light, and it is less this society
that we reproduce than the element which envelops it." Figures turn
up, yet as in many Impressionist representations of recreation, people
at leisure seem to inhabit the sites of that leisure provisionally, even
uncomfortably.
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A brilliant Mediterranean light saturates Massimo Vitali's
images of beaches and other holiday destinations, but--lacking the
painter's editing pretogatives and, since he works in analog, those
of the digital artist--the Italian photographer realizes an inversion of
Boudin's remedy. While the six giant prints comprising this
exhibition were shot at some prepossessing places (the coastlines of
Sicily and Spain, Rome's Piazza di Spagna), their frames filled by
panoramic stretches of surf and shore, Vitali's concern is less
with the vacation spot than with the vacationer. His light is so
fulgent, and so even, that sand appears bleached, water limpid and
featureless. One is meant to look at the people.
And they are there in droves--tip to toe on the beach, in scattered
knots on the Spanish Steps, and filed hundreds-deep in a Tuscan plaza,
necks craned to view a performance by the acrobatic squad of the Italian
air force. A large-format view camera registers faces and bodies in
crystalline detail with little loss of legibility over distance,
nullifying the perspectives that would otherwise be afforded by natural
recessives such as a staircase or an arcing coastline, and by the
vantage of the twenty-odd-foot platform on which it is mounted.
Everything seems pressed to the front, an effect that renders these
pictures of crowds all the more claustrophobic. (Overwhelming all four
walls of the main gallery here, they looked especially so.)
Despite their surface seductions, these are dispassionate works,
with the voyeurism inherent in observing people--who are usually unaware
that their picture is being taken--in various stages of undress only
functioning to heighten a sense of remove. While perhaps kin to Andreas
Gursky on morphological terms, or Richard Misrach on thematic ones, the
works bear above all the documentarian's stamp of neutrality;
Vitali worked for years as a magazine photojournalist before beginning
to exhibit in the mid-1990s. Such detachment does not make examining the
ranks of sunbathers in Catania Solarium 2.1, 2007, for example, any less
diverting, but the activity feels more like study than it does like
connection.
The photographs are often fringed by signs of the world beyond the
resort, thought those who decipher in the presence of a high-rise hotel
some point about environmental depredation may be getting it the wrong
way around. Leisure has become an industry, yet it has also become
industrious: The labor represented here, as well as in previous series
depicting ski slopes and nightclubs, is being undertaken by those
ostensibly on a break from it. Vitali's subjects, whether angling
for a plum spot on the sand or contorting their bodies for maximum UV
exposure, are working so hard at taking it easy that moments of true
delight are conspicuous for their scarcity. In Mondello Monte Pellegrino
#1, 2007, a child kicks up a splash that froths the ocean's placid
surface and nearly obscures his body. Paradoxically, it reads as an
instant of repose.