Helmut Newton & Objectification

Newton apparently found most professional models pretty dull. He didn’t want to get to know them. He just wanted to use them as graphic elements in his photographs. They were no more important than the shoes, gloves and so on.
This quote fascinates me. Helmut Newton fascinates me. Can it be, that the most prominent objects in his photographs are practically the things he cares the least about? Surely if Newton found the models ‘dull’ he would be shooting something entirely different? I think Newton had a passion for the taboo, and a drive to conquer it, and that endeavor included and involved the objectification of women in a sense that strips them of their identity and wraps them into nothing more than pristine bodies and big breasts. But this wasn’t quite the case.
Newton had a drive to convey his models into a very prominent, and almost masculine role. He would build up a characteristic in each scene, and strip them of their dignity by exposing them at their most personal. Nude, taking part in fantasies, questioning themselves, fetishism and so on – Newton shot these scenes in a harsh, hands on, reportage style which conveyed a much more convincing sense of realism, and in turn put him at the forefront of fashion photography in the late 70s.
Newton broke boundaries, and suceeded indefinitely. He acclaimed himself as one of the highest earning photographers, ever – which was probably right. He worked for French Vogue, Elle, Marie Claire, Queen, Nova, Playboy, Stern,US and Italian Vogue.
Helmut employed a rich juxtaposition in his photography which almost stretched too far. American publications would only publish the ’safer’ material Newton shot, whilst the European market was more forthcoming to the risque and kinky side of his work.
I find Newton analysed and targeted the taboos of society and exploited them in his photography. Ironically enough, this style Newton followed has surely enough eradicated these taboos and society today has become far more accepting to these explicit images. What is it that causes this to happen? Does the power of the mass media numb us to otherwise unacceptable imagery? We are aware that once, a lady showing any skin above the ankle was considered taboo, and now we’re all the way up to the arse and still rising, so where does it stop. Does it stop? Can we ever reach a point where nothing is too sacred to be mentioned?


“Murder of a Vietcong by Saigon Police Chief.” Vietnam, 1968.