When I first saw photographs that Linda has compiled for Roadworks, Her latest publication, the following words came into my head:
“Cellophane flowers of yellow and green towering over your head…”
Granted, there are no cellophane flowers in this book. And the images aren’t yellow and green.
But that’s not my point. My point is, the pictures in Roadworks, just like any of the Sergeant Pepper’s lyrics, are more than they seem. They’re not mere images of whatever the film in her camera was exposed to, they’re expressions of an attitude.
For 30 years, Linda’s attitude has been largely unseen by the world. Yes, we know that she is a quite brilliant rock photographer. Yes, we’re used to seeing her images on the cover of cook books and packets of frozen food.
But that isn’t this Linda. This Linda, perhaps the real Linda, the Linda who took these photographs, is all about art. Art is pictures in an exhibition. Art is a rare ability. At it’s most pure, art is that which betters life. It is that which When applied to our usual vision of the world, provokes question thought and hopefully action to improve it.
In this, Linda McCartney is a true artist because, by her very being, she begs questions. What their pictures. Here is not always apparently beautiful. Yes there is joy- Witness the faces of the crowd of Paul’s concert in Chile. Yes there is humor and captured dignity. But you’re also is drudgery, gloom - even at times, hopelessness. Linda’s images of city life sleaze, the low-hope of the high-rise, and the sky stains made by polluting industry are not pretty.
The still, these pictures aren’t just saying ugh. Linda is saying “look at this “, or moreover “Look and think on this “. Think of a store closing down, and other tedium of living in a traffic jam, think of why this is. And then think why does it have to be? Better that. Let’s look to another way, a better way.
Through this art, Linda called into question the excepted and traditional human state bar of your own beyond will we see ( But don’t see). Like Sergeant Pepper, Linda sees beyond our vision. And that is not just in her photography, either. Her pictures are merely the communicated print of her vision. Her nature is such that Linda is photographic with or without a camera.
People who fear that they do not understand art often talk of the untrained eye, whereas that what they should be concerned with is the untrained mind. To a mind harnessed to the routine of day-to-day, day after day life, Roadworks isn’t Sixties. You cannot here turn to page 56 and say “Oh, Jimi Hendrix, I recognize his picture.” These are pictures wryly and candidly taken, to be thought on.
As Paul says, “For a long time, Linda has admired the work of photographers who are not necessarily commercial, as such.”
“Many of the photographs issues taken, she never really found the opportunity to publish because they’re not right for magazine-they’re a little too personal or a little too obscure for the average publication.
“But finally, with this book, she has her chance. Having established her commerciality with Sixties, which sold more than most photographic books, she had the opportunity to do something more strange.
“People shouldn’t expect a straightforward commercial book. This is more Linda’s own taste, the photography that she really enjoys.
“I love this book, I think it’s really very exciting. It’s a great book, with marvelous images and a lot of humor in it.“
Eccentric. Obscure. Strange. Good ways to be, to see.