{"id":5380,"date":"2014-08-28T11:29:37","date_gmt":"2014-08-28T11:29:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/?p=5380"},"modified":"2014-09-01T11:52:50","modified_gmt":"2014-09-01T11:52:50","slug":"lee-millers-war-by-antony-penrose-editor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/?p=5380","title":{"rendered":"Lee Miller\u2019s War by (editor) Antony Penrose"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/Lee-Millers-War.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-5381\" title=\"Lee Miller's War\" src=\"http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/Lee-Millers-War-229x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"229\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/Lee-Millers-War-229x300.jpg 229w, http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/Lee-Millers-War-784x1024.jpg 784w, http:\/\/bookoxygen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/Lee-Millers-War.jpg 1014w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 229px) 100vw, 229px\" \/><\/a>Beyond D-Day <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Published by Thames and Hudson 1 September 2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>208pp, paperback, \u00a316.95<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Reviewed by Jessica Mann<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/affiliates.abebooks.com\/c\/99367\/77798\/2029?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.abebooks.com%2Fservlet%2FSearchResults%3Fan%3DAntony%2Bpenrose%26bi%3D0%26bx%3Doff%26ds%3D30%26servlet%3DImpactRadiusAffiliateLinkEntry%26sortby%3D17%26tn%3Dlee%2Bmiller%2527s%2Bwar\">Click here to buy this book<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>On the day that Hitler\u2019s army marched into Poland in 1939, 32- year-old Lee Miller was travelling round Europe with Roland Penrose.\u00a0 She had left America as a recalcitrant teenager, escaping to Paris where she lived with and learnt from the surrealist photographer Man Ray.\u00a0 Since then she had been a <em>Vogue<\/em> model, a professional photographer, and, for three years, the wife of a rich, posh Egyptian in Cairo. When Lee left him, in 1937, she went back to Paris where she met her life-time partner, the surrealist painter Roland Penrose.<\/p>\n<p>On the outbreak of war, Lee and Roland left Paris for Penrose\u2019s home in London. Lee was an excellent journalist as well as a photographer. She no longer modeled for <em>Vogue<\/em> but the magazine published her articles and photos. She also made a photographic history of the Blitz and in 1944 managed to gain accreditation to the US forces as a war correspondent. \u00a0\u2018It is almost impossible today to conceive how difficult it was for a woman correspondent to get to the front,\u2019 writes her colleague, David E. Scherman, in a long and interesting preface to this book. But through a series of lucky breaks Lee Miller did get to the front, and her first dispatch, from Normandy, described a field hospital for the wounded of Omaha Beach. More articles sent from France covered subjects as varied as the siege of St Malo and the novelist Colette.<\/p>\n<p>As she travelled eastwards with American Army, Miller recorded the Alsace Campaign and \u2013 the subject for which her reporting is best remembered \u2013 her arrival at the concentration camp, Dachau, on the day after it had been liberated.\u00a0 Her photographs are mesmerizing and she describes her experiences in simple, unadorned and unaffected language which is a pleasure to read except when the horror of what she is describing wipes out any aesthetic satisfaction. There is no possible amusement in the description of Weimar\u2019s citizens being forced to visit Buchenwald \u2013 within easy walking distance of the town &#8211; of which they all denied any knowledge. Her report from Dachau is pure horror. A few days later, Lee wrote a piece that began, \u2018I was living in Hitler\u2019s private apartment in Munich when his death was announced.\u2019 Hitler\u2019s apartment, and Eva Braun\u2019s little house nearby, were unremarkable bourgeois homes, as described by Miller, with nothing to show they were owned by a monster. Berchtesgaden was more interesting in a macabre way, supplied with the best wines and champagnes of Europe, and with miles of huge grand rooms inside the mountain. Everybody hunted for souvenirs, and pocketed them. \u2018Scattered over the breadth of the world, people are forever going to be shown a napkin ring or a pickle fork, supposedly used by Hitler,\u2019 Lee wrote.<\/p>\n<p>That scavenger hunt was Miller\u2019s last fling from the front. \u00a0Her war reports are signed off:\u00a0\u00a0 ENDIT. TO MEMBERS OF STAFF OF VOGUE \u2013 HAPPY V.E.DAY!. She hardly ever spoke of the war again, her son writes, and tells us that she spent many of the post-war years in a misery of depression and alcohol abuse. As well as editing this volume, Antony Penrose has written his mother\u2019s biography, and a book \u00a0about his father Roland Penrose. It\u2019s a spring that could run dry but it hasn\u2019t yet; <em>Lee Miller\u2019s War<\/em> is fascinating and informative, and also a very good read.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Reviewed by Jessica Mann<\/p>\n<p>As she travelled eastwards with American Army, Miller recorded the Alsace Campaign and \u2013 the subject for which her reporting is best remembered \u2013 her arrival at the concentration camp, Dachau, on the day after it had been liberated.  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