Elinor Carucci

Carucci’s first monograph, Closer, contains her earlier work focusing on immediate family and her closest relationships. A Time Lightbox article[5] from 2013 summarizes the meaning behind this body of work:

“Closer (2002) chronicled her tumultuous relationship with her husband and parents through incidences of infidelity (hers) too much dope (her husband’s) and her parents fractious relationship and eventual divorce. The mood was gentle, though, with plenty of high notes; the everyday ebb and flow of relationships were lovingly and lavishly documented, while the larger narratives played out in the background."

As Carucci describes in the introduction to Closer,

“The camera was, in this sense, both a way to get close, and to break free. It was a testimony to independence as well as a new way to relate. A boundary, a distance, as well as the documentation of closeness. I could see my mother, my husband, my father, at once in a detached and a related way…..Things I had previously considered marginal drifted to the center and often became themes in their own right. Ironically, the closer I got to the details, the more I zoomed in the more universal the themes turned out to be. Moving in turned out to be moving out. Work on minute details – a mark on the skin, a stitch, a hair, an eye, a kiss – carried the work beyond the boundaries of my family.”

Also discussed in The Daily Telegraph article:

“While the pictures describe the vulnerability of our aging, corporeal selves, they also describe they sensual and sexual pleasures to be had in life seemingly right next to us, just for the asking –kissing, stroking, touching, embracing, hugging, eating, bathing, enjoying sex. We do, after all, see three generations of the same family in the pages of the book. The themes are many, ranging from female identity to family to mortality, and it is the beauty of the work that we are drawn back to it to discover more and more of them. “

Published in her second monograph, Diary of a Dancer (2005), documents Carucci’s experience as a professional Middle-Eastern belly dancer entertaining at events like weddings and bar/bat mitzvahs in the five boroughs of New York. It proved difficult for her to dance and take photographs herself, so she often had the help of husband Eran Bendheim. Images in this work reflect Carucci applying makeup and preparing for jobs in dismal looking bathrooms and on subway rides, snapshots of her dancing and of the people she was entertaining.    

Carucci’s latest published body of work, her third monograph Mother (2013) examines the world of her own motherhood. Beginning during the pregnancy of her twins and ending when they turn eight years old, she explores the deeply sensual and erotic connections between mother and child,[5][6] all of the highs and lows in photographs reflecting the range of bliss to the raw, less attractive moments. She actively fights the clichè, perfect Madonna and Child aesthetic, wanting to portray the full truth of the realities of motherhood. As someone who emigrated from Israel during her adult life, however, the book goes beyond a look at the familial. A Time Lightbox article[5] discusses this:

“The book is also an exploration of national identity and how having children in a different country from your own makes one look at that country more acutely. It makes an immigrant engage in one’s adopted home in a way that was easy to avoid before…. [Mother] open[ed] her up to document life in the city, meaning that in some elemental ways, the book is as much about New York as it is about her family.”

Also written in Los Angeles Times’s best photo books of 2013 article:

“ Her latest book, “Mother”, is a dreamy but unromaniticized record of her pregnancy and early motherhood, continuing a lineage of evocative photography of childhood that includes Sally Mann’s groundbreaking 1992 book “Immediate Family.”

And

”The earliest pictures in “Mother” almost seem to have been shot in a womb, the nakedness of her children as natural as puppies rolling in the grass.”

This body of work (2001–2003) narrates a tumultuous time in her marriage to Eran Bendheim. Taking place at a time when they were working through her infidelity and chronic physical pain and his drug abuse, these photographs look straight into the darkness of post-arguments, as well as at their tender moments. Carucci has described how photographing this process actually brought them closer together, as they ultimately demonstrated to each other in the taking of these photographs that their love for one another is held above all else. Photographing was a way of reconnecting.

This project documents Carucci’s time dealing with excruciating back pain during the years 2002 to 2003. A Dear Dave magazine article from Issue 12[7] analyzes the image Pain V, suggesting that it alludes to a painting by Frida Kahlo, Broken Column. The writer draws the parallel between Kahlo and Carucci that their artworks represent their embodied, lived experiences, and that profound statements can be made in art produced from and representing the everyday, at-home experience:

“A second photograph Pain V[8], from 2003, shows Carucci in a back brace encircling her lower abdomen; she bites her lower lip, riven by torment. Carucci’s photographs recall Frida Kahlo’s Broken Column painting from 1944….Broken Column is a portrait of suffering–Kahlo’s torso is a crevasse revealing the crumbling structure representing her spine. Tears stream from her eyes as nails puncture her skin, yet she elegantly drapes a white sheet around her hips. When described as a Surrealist, Kahlo chafed–stating she painted not from dreams or fantasies but from her own lived reality….For Kahlo, history was not an abstraction or a melodrama with a cast of thousands like her husband Diego Rivera’s epic murals, but something that happened to one’s own body, in one’s own domestic space….as actor and director in the drama of her own life, [Carucci] proves that revelatory art can be conjured from the narrow confines of our homes and found in the modest gestures that convey the visible form of our intentions."