Letizia 
  Battaglia: Passion Justice Freedom  Photographs of Sicily
  Aperture (Burden Gallery)
  20 East 23rd Street
  October 16  December 31, 2001
  
  By Marguerite Shore
  
  There has been a great deal of discussion lately, questioning whether art can 
  provide a legitimate response to disaster, or if art that addresses a tragedy 
  on the scale of the attacks on the World Trade Center in fact trivializes the 
  event. The work of Letizia Battaglia, on view at Apertures Burden Gallery 
  and featured in an Aperture publication from 1999 (see www.aperture.org) illustrates 
  how art can both respond to desperate conditions and provide an avenue of hope, 
  a way out of despair.
  
  Letizia Battaglia can be tagged with many labels  photographer, political 
  activist, feminist, environmentalist  none of which adequately convey 
  who she is. Since the 1970s Battaglia has been documenting life in her native 
  Sicily  its tragedies and violence, its stoicism and dignity. Rarely has 
  an artist been bestowed with such an appropriate name: Letizia means joy, Battaglia 
  means battle, and these two poles define the emotional territory that her work 
  inhabits. While she started out as a photojournalist, Battaglia transcends the 
  confines of that field and imbues every image with a timeless nobility and humanity. 
  For several years she stopped taking pictures and officially entered the world 
  of politics, standing for election and serving on the city council. She was 
  instrumental in saving and reviving the historic center of Palermo, established 
  her own publishing house and is deeply involved in working for the rights of 
  women and, most recently, prisoners.
  
  Much of Battaglias work documents the brutality of the Mafia: corpses, 
  grieving widows, bloodstained streets. What is striking is the conflict between 
  acceptance and outrage. Groups of onlookers, stoical and beyond shock, have 
  seen it all before. Mourners wracked by sobs seem to be playing out a tragedy 
  that defines every chapter of their lives. But Battaglia refuses to accept this 
  reality. Her lens moves in too close for comfort, capturing a moment that is 
  not meant to be seen, a scene that perhaps will be set back in order, hurriedly, 
  as soon as possible (Fig 1).
  
  Battaglias proximity to her subjects is unblinkingly honest, but it is 
  never cruel. Her photographs of psychiatric patients expose the dimensions of 
  their world without condescension. Most of Battaglias subjects either 
  avoid the camera or are caught unawares. Mafiosi on trial, of course, would 
  rather be elsewhere and look away in shame or defiance. Aristocrats at a gala 
  party are as oblivious to the photographer as they are to the wider surrounding 
  world. But there are some notable exceptions. Her portraits of children, particularly 
  young girls, pay tribute to their eerie, prematurely adult beauty. Interestingly, 
  these adolescent girls openly return the cameras gaze. It seems to be 
  a complicit glance, charged with a conspiratorial understanding of lifes 
  inequity and harshness. Another powerful image in the exhibition  a young 
  mother whose child has been bitten by a rat during the night  atypically 
  looks straight into the camera, honestly acknowledging her plight, yet more 
  heroic than resigned. One of the most emotionally laden and direct glances is 
  exchanged between the photographer and Magistrate Roberto Scarpinato. It was 
  Scarpinato who was the lead prosecutor in the trial of former Prime Minister 
  Giulio Andreotti (who was acquitted). Scarpinato stands erect and stares ahead, 
  enveloped in sadness. His entourage of bodyguards looks away (Fig 2).
  
  The image used for Apertures Burden Gallery announcement is one of Battaglias 
  most formally elegant works (Fig 3). It is a portrait of Rosaria Schifani, widow 
  of the bodyguard for Judge Giovanni Falcone, who was assassinated with the Judge 
  in 1992. Schifani spoke out eloquently at the state funeral, and in Battaglias 
  photograph, her face is cut vertically by a black shadow. Emerging from the 
  shadows, she could be a symbol of present-day Sicily, half-trapped in ancient 
  rituals and blood feuds, half-released into the sunlight.
  
  I spoke to Battaglia in early October, conveying a message from Melissa Harris, 
  Senior Editor at Aperture and curator of this exhibition. Harris wanted Battaglia 
  to know that she would understand if the photographer decided to forego her 
  trip to New York, given the difficulties of post-September 11th life in the 
  city, and the specific rigors of airline travel. Typically, Battaglia was indignant 
  and insisted that she had to come to New York, now more than ever, to show her 
  solidarity. Once here, the citys sadness and sense of depletion struck 
  her. She has seen her own city under attack, albeit one of a different nature 
  and duration, and she has seen her country wounded and fearful. She knows, better 
  than most, that courage can uncover the power to endure and to heal.