What is a portrait, really? What is its role? And what makes it different from ‘just’ a photograph of a person? These are all questions that spring to mind when walking around A Thousand Small Stories, the first ever retrospective of Eileen Perrier’s photography. Since the 1990s, the London-born photographer has used her camera to capture individuals in their local communities, and this show highlights some of her finest work.
In ‘Red Gold and Green’ – a series of pictures taken of British Ghanaians in their London homes – Perrier sets up rolls of fabric in block colours, matching the Ghanaian flag, acting as a DIY professional backdrop. But elements of their private lives sneak into shot, adding a sense of intimacy: we spot framed family pictures, a vinyl collection and other nicknacks, like a Hendon rotary club wall hanging. The result feels personal, as though the family home is an extension of the self.
Discrete references to the formal rituals of portraiture – the dreaded school photo day, an awkward extended-family get together – continue throughout her practice. In ‘Nation’, a series of photographs of commuters on the Paris metro in 1999, plasticky red seating doubles as a background, uniting the windswept strangers in their shared surroundings. In ‘Peckham Square Studio’, she uses Victorian photography techniques, with a hidden headrest for the sitters – but the photographs aren’t uptight, they’re vibrant, with a movement and cleanness that feels hyper-modern.
Later on, in her pictures of Londoners attending the Afro hair and beauty show at Alexandra Palace, the lens moves into questioning beauty standards and celebrating cultural pride through personal image. These works feel upbeat and glamorous, even though, as with her photographs of the hair products themselves, there’s a less-romantic commentary running in parallel: one of bodily commodification and self-bettering consumerism.
Perrier’s photographs do a great job at capturing community and questioning narratives, and that’s not always a given in portraiture. Here, the portrait is about self and about likeness, sure – but it’s also about belonging.
