Professional models are at ease with their body; they work it and are used to showing it off. Maybe that's why photographers seek them: they are familiar with the poses, and that makes their task easier. But photographers aren't only attracted to the sculptured bodies of men and women. They recently seem to have found the bodies of ordinary people. Greg Friedler is one of those photographers.
What, then, does a photographer look for in the naked body of an ordinary, elderly or sloppy person, so distant from a mythological Venus or an Adonis? Where is the beauty, where is the Art, where is the shame? There is something genuinely beautiful in a spontaneous nudity of someone in their intimacy and frailty. So much more than the body appears in these images that, filtered by the lens of a good photographer, reveal a little bit of the human soul.
That is probably the explanation for the almost enthusiastic answer of hundreds of anonymous people, of all ages, races and conditions to Greg Friedler request for his latest work entitled Naked Las Vegas, in which he offers himself to take two photographs of each of the volunteers living in the city, one in normal, everyday clothes and the other naked, shown side by side.
This is his fourth work of this kind. Naked New York, Naked Los Angeles and Naked London precede it. The career of this artist is very interesting: he was a renown fashion photographer who has now turned his attention toward aspects that are more conceptual. And, just like Friedler, other beauty and nudity photographers, perhaps tired of the formal games, the art for the sake of art, the "plastic" bodies, have turned to "content", instead. A fashion phenomenon or a statement in a society that encourages the worship of the body?