DOM PERIGNON... ON A BUDGET?
Most often one picks up a biography because there is familiarity with the subject. At least some prior curiosity or desire to know more, to have the whole story. That is not the case here for me as I read this exhaustive (and sometimes exhausting) biography of the life of George Platt Lynes (pronounced "Lines") published in 2021 by Allen Ellenzweig. Ellenzweig, a scholar, professor of writing at Rutgers, lecturer, and advocate for gay rights, spent more than ten years researching and writing this seminal work about one of America's great photographers of the first half of the twentieth century. I had never heard of him.
What drew me to the book was a description about how Lynes had managed to live his life rubbing shoulders with some of the most famous celebrities in literature, the fine and temporal arts, the cultural elite of his day. And to do it as an unapologetic gay man who never succumbed to the pressures of conforming to traditional heterosexual society. His circle included people with power, influence, and money, shielding them from the persecutions brought upon the LGBTQ communities of the lesser classes who led traditional lives and who, at that time, had to remain deeply closeted or risk losing their livelihood, their families, or worse, even sent to prison for being who they were.
We all know this history, but Lynes and his circle were able to remain insulated from the worst. Not all that surprising perhaps, given their advocations, but Lynes and his circle (or many in it), were quite open about their sexual proclivities and numerous casual affairs and never, it appeared, did they suffer any consequences, economic or otherwise. Their sexuality was an open secret among the rich and famous. It didn't hurt either that Lynes was charismatic, seductive, and very good looking. He was a fitting example of a subculture of gay life that remains a prevalent stereotype even today.
Lynes was the oldest son of an upper-middle class couple, his father an Episcopalian minister. Lynes also had a younger brother who would always support him (and his homosexuality), as well as, ultimately becoming Lynes primary financial support. One of the details of Lynes life that seem to be missing as I read this book was ultimately how he fell into photography. Ellenzweig is clear Lynes struggled early in his life with what he wanted to become. In and out of college, really more interested in friends and fun than earning a living and having a career. His parents also turned a blind eye to his open attraction to boys and continued to indulge his irresponsible behavior. Lynes gave lip service early on to becoming a writer, but never stuck with it. Ellenzweig mentions he received a camera and started to take "amateur" pictures. Then it seems, he was making it his job and eventually his profession. It wasn't clear to me in Ellenzweig's narrative how Lynes made this transition.
Lynes was a "jack of all trades" photographer taking whatever jobs came his way from commercial print work, portraits, art and theater exposes', and his personal passion: the male nude. With the former categories, especially portraiture, he made money and eventually earned an impressive reputation. Rich patrons sponsored him multiple times in gallery exhibits in New York. As for the latter category, his nudes were primarily for his personal consumption and that of his close circle of mostly gay friends. While his portraits of famous artists, actors, and authors of the 1930s, 40s, and early 50s, garnered him notoriety and income, his obsession with the male form ultimately was his primary legacy. He died of lung cancer at 48, in 1955, deeply in debt at age 48. His brother, once again, left responsible for covering the costs of his extravagant life.
Lynes made enough money at the pinnacle of his career to support himself comfortably. It just wasn't in his nature to be able to do it. He admitted in letter after letter to his brother, his mother (his father long deceased), and his intimates that he was just a lousy businessman and longed for a life that didn't require him to be financially responsible! It was more than that, however, he seemed to spend almost immediately ever dollar he made. In fairness, Lynes didn't spend his income only on himself. He loved to throw lavish cocktail parties and dinners, often for his celebrity friends. He frequently donated his photography, gifted it, or supplied it at cost to organizations like the New York City Ballet who he ardently supported. Ellenzweig points out that early in his career he managed to pay back loans with interest, but his promptness of payment eventually waned and in later years he borrowed from friends and family with both parties knowing these monies would never be repaid.
What I really found fascinating about the book was Ellenzweig's analysis and background for some of Lynes' photographs followed in the text by the photograph itself. Seeing is believing I suppose. Disappointingly, there's not enough of this. More times than not Ellenzweig gives background and describes a particular photo (celebrity portrait, male nude), but the actual photograph is then omitted. Not sure if this was a copyright or licensing issue, but still the end result is disappointing.
In the final analysis, the book is too long at ~500 pages (perhaps like this review - lol). In the first half especially, it seems to be a mere recounting of all of Lynes friends, lovers, acquaintances, and the many frequent exhibitions, cocktail parties, dinners, trips to the theater, opera, ballet, and vacations Lynes hosted or attended. I found myself scanning, not reading, pages at times. Perhaps if I were an art historian or a film junkie, a student of literature, some of these names would resonate, but most do not. Yes, there's the iconic ones (obviously the most interesting to read about), but mostly his circle of friends are just the movers and shakers of that era who now are long lost to history, or at least me.
Perhaps Ellenzweig in the first half of the book was simply trying to establish Lynes place in his world. Or because of Ellensweig's extremely fastidious and scholarly approach, it was the only verifiable information of Lynes early years he had to work with. The second part of the book is more entertaining, in part, because the relationships in Lynes life were by then well established and we read about all the gossip, inuendo, interaction, and conflict at play (and I do me "play") between Lynes and his cohorts. At the end of the book, reflecting on Lynes life after his passing, a former lover and lifelong friend remarked that Lynes was a "scapegoat for us." What he meant was when their high-flying lifestyles got a bit too excessive, they could point out that at least they were not as bad as George Platt Lyons.