I want to be Nickolas Muray

Of course, there is no way to be Nickolas Muray these days without being such a character ironically. Look at this series of photos. These images are as iconic as the paintings of Normal Rockwell. Though you may never have seen these exact photos they are so perfect they seem to evoke a feeling of nostalgia for more simple and more stylish times.
I found this series of photos on flickr, as I was perusing all the photographic offerings and this little taste of Muray's work intrigued me.


And did you know that Muray was sneaking around with Frida Kahlo?! Well, I didn't!
Muray and Kahlo were at the height of a ten-year love affair in 1939...

Additionally, his biography serves as a reminder that sometimes we have to change and evolve with the art we make to accommodate the world that is around us:
After the market crash, Murray turned away from celebrity and theatrical portraiture, and become a pioneering commercial photographer, famous for his creation of many of the conventions of color advertising[2]. He was considered the master or the carbro process. His last important public portraits were of Dwight David Eisenhower in the 1950s.


It's startling when one stumbles across a particular artists' work and realizes that it only reiterates that there are many influences we treasure but those influences are unnamed in our minds. We draw from the work because it is so inherent in the aesthetic we have developed--but we haven't necessarily taken the time to credit that person for the kind of influence he/she has had in our personal evolution. These influences seem like a "given variable" and something that has always existed. Until one day we stumble across the person and his/her life story, their artistic journey and we realize it was never "given" anything.


Here's so Nickolas Muray--a man who I thought I knew but whose name I didn't actually know until today...