![]() ![]() ![]() By 1956 Vivian left the East Coast for Chicago, where she’d spend most of the rest of her life working as a caregiver. Having picked up photography just two years earlier, she would comb the streets of the Big Apple refining her artistic craft. Photograph by Vivian MaierĪn American of French and Austro-Hungarian extraction, Vivian bounced between Europe and the United States before coming back to New York City in 1951. The story of this nanny who has now wowed the world with her photography, and who incidentally recorded some of the most interesting marvels and peculiarities of Urban America in the second half of the twentieth century is seemingly beyond belief. Vivian Maier, Self Portrait, October 18, 1953, New Yorkĭecidedly unmaterialistic, Vivian would come to amass a group of storage lockers stuffed to the brim with found items, art books, newspaper clippings, home films, as well as political tchotchkes and knick-knacks. Someone who was intensely guarded and private, Vivian could be counted on to feistily preach her own very liberal worldview to anyone who cared to listen, or didn’t. ![]() ![]() A person who fit the stereotypical European sensibilities of an independent liberated woman, accent and all, yet born in New York City. Piecing together Vivian Maier’s life can easily evoke Churchill’s famous quote about the vast land of Tsars and commissars that lay to the east. This is what her biography says: A riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma. ![]()
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