When I began writing for the Voice, in the 1990s, I was relegated to the spot on the art page under the main review, by Peter Schjeldahl and then by Jerry Saltz. But often my 300-or-so-word critique would be enlivened by one of Robin Holland’s installation shots, of necessity a small photograph but always nimbly composed. When I heard a few hours ago that Robin had died, at age sixty after a brief illness, I thought of a great photo that had accompanied my review of a David Smith exhibition. I tracked it down in a 2004 issue of the Voice and saw that, sure enough, my memory had served. Through her framing of contrasting light and form in a photo printed at maybe three inches across, Robin had conveyed the wonderful sense of volume and exuberance a viewer felt among those particular sculptures in that specific space.
By that time I had graduated to an occasional full-page feature of my own, and after conducting an interview with Alfred Leslie, I was thrilled when Robin’s color portrait of the balding but still muscular seventy-seven-year-old painter arrived in the art department. In her composition Leslie is seated, but he seems to thrust out of the suite of larger-than-life-size nudes set in a wedge behind him, an accurate evocation of the piss ’n’ vinegar personality that came across in our interview.
Don Cheadle and Jeffrey Wright, the Public Theater, NYC, June 30, 2001 (a Voice Choices cover)
Ed Koch and Al Sharpton, NYC, October 1999 (for a cover story by Peter Noel)
9-11 rescue workers south of Canal Street (from a series)
9-11 rescue workers south of Canal Street (from a series)
Todd Haynes and Christian Bale, NYC, October 25, 1998 (for the “Velvet Goldmine” cover story by Amy Taubin)
Clockwise from lower left: Karin Cook and Eileen Myles with Rosie; Reno with Lucy; Jennifer Monson with Remy; Manuel Pardo and Medardo Clavijo with Daisy, Lily, Rosie, and Chiqui; NYC; June 17, 1998 (from the “Doggie Style” feature by Richard Goldstein included in the 1998 Gay Pride supplement)
Divine (with newspaper) and (clockwise) producer, publicist, Tab Hunter’s boyfriend, and Paul Bartel, NYC, February 27, 1985 (for a film section piece on “Lust in the Dust”)
Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sánchez, co-directors, July 1999 (for the “The Blair Witch Project” cover story)
Public Enemy, NYC, February 7, 1989 (Pazz & Jop cover)
Errol Morris and his son, Hamilton, NYC, June 17, 1987 (for a film section piece)
David Lynch, NYC, October 4, 2001 (for a piece by Amy Taubin on “Mulholland Drive”)
Taylor Mead, in his Orchard Street apartment, October 17, 2002 (for a piece by C. Carr)
A couple of years later, while writing multiple short reviews for the “Best in Show” column, I covered a 2006 survey of Robin’s portraits at Lincoln Center. My review, in full, reads:
“In a color shot, Spanish director Pedro Almodóvar yanks at the neck of his sweater, as if even clothes are too confining. Radiant but clearly in an existential funk, Isabelle Huppert clutches her head, cascades of hair flowing through her fingers. These 72 images (several were cover photos for this newspaper) zero in on the off-screen faces of some of the silver screen’s biggest mavericks.”
Whether she was capturing a Hollywood star, an abstract sculpture, or everyday folk chatting with a subway musician, Robin aimed for the core of her subjects. My wife and I saw her at a gallery dinner on Long Island this past June, and as always she was bluntly direct when we discussed her photos of the beautiful people. “They’re not like the rest of us,” she said of her encounters with the likes of Huppert and George Clooney and Halle Berry. “They’re better looking than us and they work at it — that’s their job. Mine is to capture something deeper about them.”
Whether in color, black and white, large format, or small, Robin got well beyond the facades of this world. ❖
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