Dead Europeans...with a twist.

I have neglected my duty lately to bring you the story of a Dead European. Once it was merely a Fenchman, (never the Welsh or Spaniards) and then on to Europe as a whole. Now on to women...and tomorrow: The World. (It just seemed silly to have dead people in general, so I set limits, but there will no longer be limits, now I shall bring you the people of the world). So let it born today: The Obscure Dead Who Deserve More Attention.

Today: Julia Margaret Cameron


A Victorian era British photographer, Cameron's photos are striking early uses of the medium as art. She was, of course, denied admission or even proper recognition from the Royal Photographic Society (or some such stodgy name) of her day. Apparently having a vagina means that you cannot make art. I didn't know that, but the men of 19th Century England did--they knew it was a certainty. She was born in Calcutta under the Raj thought she lived in Kensington (as well as the Isle of Wight) and she didn't begin her photographic career until 48. She did Arthurian tableaux and the photos of celebrated persons such as Lord Tennyson. So go look at her pictures and be moved. They are remarkable.