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Sean Sexton, The Photo Historian of Ireland - with photographs

"Of what use are lens and light to those who lack in mind and sight?"


An image of eviction from the Sean Sexton Collection

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Take an aerial view of a dreary road in Walthamstow, a soulless part of the East End of London, and you will easily spot which house Sean Sexton lives in. For there, nestled among the rows of uniform, somewhat neglected and overgrown urban back yards, you will see a garden poetically “planted” with artifacts and statues, paying homage to their owner’s passion for Greek and Roman mythological and historical figures.
    It is in this incongruous setting that Sean Sexton, an erudite Irish man from County Clare, immerses himself in his work as a collector and dealer of early photos and cameras of world-class distinction.
    The critically acclaimed Sexton collection of photos has been published in several books, including The Irish: A Photohistory with remarkable photos depicting Ireland’s history from 1840 to 1940, and exhibited in many countries with an upcoming exhibition titled, “The Eye of the Collector” at the Gallery of Photography, Dublin, October 14-21.
    Step inside his office, and you will be in a room packed with chests of drawers, bookshelves and tables all stacked with books about Picasso, Max Ernst, Richard Avedon, William Klein, James Joyce and Samuel Beckett. On a side table is a Kodak camera dated 1902.
    Opening a drawer crammed with old photos, Sean Sexton rifles through his eclectic collection, pulling photos out with interest and enthusiasm as though seeing them for the first time.
    “Look at this one” – he points at an image of a naked man with enormous testicles. “He’s deformed by venereal disease. The strange thing is, there is almost an art to it.
    “And look here, this is history for you,” he continues, showing a photo of Mussolini and Chamberlain. “That’s when they said, ‘We will have peace in our time,’” he muses ironically.   
    More photos emerge: a battalion of  young boys in an “anti tobacco campaign” in 1890, alongside other photos of French fashions from the 19th century, a slave in North Africa, and Laplanders standing outside an igloo. There is one of Anthony Eden as a young boy, along with images of an African witch doctor, a blind beggar, and mummified victims of Vesuvius from 2,000 years ago, taken in the 1880s or 90s.
    “This is stuff I buy and sell to fund my Irish collection,” explains Sean, emphasizing, “I never have sold any of my Irish collection. I will never break it up.”    
    “Sean Sexton’s collection of Irish photos is the greatest in the world,” declares Michael Hoppen, an expert collector and a leading gallery owner in London.              
    “Sean is incredibly knowledgeable and he has a great eye. He spots amazing things,” informs Hoppen. “I was at a Christie’s sale in the early 90s,” describing their first meeting. “And I’d seen Sean in the sales rooms before; you’d see all these guys lurking around. Photo dealers are not ‘bib and tuckered.’ You know, you’d go to a Fine Arts or Old Masters show and people tend to look very prosperous; photo dealers are more like detectives, they hide in the shadows, perhaps because they have an understanding of what light can do.”
    “I found a wonderful leather binder of some incredible photographs by a man named Sir Frank Brangwyn, a Royal Academician; he was one of the painters of Rockefeller Center in New York,” continues Hoppen. “I spotted these pictures and they were estimated at 300 to 400 pounds. I decided no one else would have spotted them, they were ‘sleepers.’ I tucked them back under the box, left my bid for 1,300 or 1,400 pounds – triple the estimate – and off I went to a meeting with Mark Getty because I’d started to work with Getty Images. I just assumed no one would be interested in this pile of ‘rubbish’ that I’d tucked under the box.
    “Anyway, Sean Sexton comes along and puts up his hand and buys them for 1,500 pounds –  four months later he drops them into a Sotheby’s sale, properly catalogued, and makes a killing,” Hoppen laughs, “and they are now on offer by a dealer in America for about 375,000-400,000 dollars.”
    Another time when Sexton’s “eye” triumphed was when he acquired a set of 19th-century photos of vegetables by Charles Jones, reputed to be  worth around 25,000 pounds. “I go to fairs,” recounts Sean. “A lot of it is ‘undiscovered’ 19th-century material which I get very excited about. With the Charles Jones photos I knew I’d hit something really big. I was late for the market in Bermondsey [London]. I took one look and thought ‘works of art.’
    “There was a guy there who has a gallery in New York who said ‘These are only of vegetables – they couldn’t be any good,’ smiles Sean. “That guy should have known, especially being American, about modernism, because those photos were taken in 1900 when you had mainly mawkish, sentimental art, ‘chocolate boxy’ art photos.”
    Sean explains, “It’s like if Lester Piggott or Vincent O’Brien were looking at a yearling with the view that it might win the Derby in two years’ time – they don’t consult books – they know you either have the ‘eye’ or you don’t.”
“Sean Sexton is a proper collector in the sense  that he doesn’t just buy from galleries,” says Hoppen. “He is somebody who is on the ground and really turns every stone. These are the real collectors who are prepared to dig deep.”
    Asked where he thinks his aesthetic “eye” comes from, Sean replies,“Basically what influenced me as a child was the landscape in the west of Ireland, where I grew up on a farm in a very beautiful part of County Clare. The cliffs and water were behind me and in a distance on a clear day I could see Connemara and the mountains of Kerry.”
    One of seven boys, Sean describes his humble beginnings. “We had no running water and my father ploughed the land with a horse and plough. We walked three and a half miles to school without shoes, but we had fifty acres of good land where all the food was grown and, more importantly, we had great parents.
    “I was always an avid reader, and a big influence on me was my schoolteacher, Barney O’Higgins. He imbued me with a sense of Irish identity, I suppose, especially Irish history.
    “After national school I went to secondary school in County Mayo. We were taught by priests. The priest who influenced me most was from County Kerry, a very tall, aesthetic looking man who was supposed to teach us Latin.
    “He’d been educated in Rome. Of course, Latin is all tied up with Roman history and, given any excuse, he was showing us photos of sculptures  and paintings by Michelangelo and that’s where, I believe, my eye came from.”  
    “Sean obviously has a wonderful ability to tie everything together and he understands the relationships between things,” informs Hoppen. “So, you are not just looking at beautiful pictures, you are looking at the shoes in this particular village hall because they are all made by this cobbler and here is a picture of this cobbler himself and there’s the guy who brought the leather into town so Sean can tie all this together and it makes fascinating reading,” Hoppen continues. “Part of what photography should do is to preserve and record history, and Sean has found a way, if you look at his Irish books and other things he has done, to preserve this material for generations to come.   
    “As far as the Irish collection is concerned,” Sean says, “you had the Irish professors who were employed at Oxford and Cambridge Universities who started ignoring and trivializing Ireland’s history, lest perhaps they might be seen as giving credence to the republican crowd in Ireland.”
    “They were saying that during the famine,” – but here Sean stops to qualify. “We, the Irish people, and the Irish historians must get the terminology right, because there wasn’t a famine. The word ‘famine’ evokes the idea that the rains failed, or that the crop failed. There was no famine, there was a great starvation.
    “The coffers were full in London, they could quite easily have alleviated the starvation. They [the British administration in charge of Ireland at the time] spent nine and a half million, I think, on the ‘famine’ – they spent sixty million on the Crimean War, but because of the eruptions and the fights for independence over hundreds of years, the powers that be in Britain made excuses to themselves, saying that it was God’s will or that the Irish deserved it.
    “A lot of writers, such as Dickens and Carlisle, were not very kind either,” argues Sean. “It wasn’t ignorance on their part, it was racism.
    “Also, [about the hunger], having said all that, there were a lot of people in England, the upper echelons of society such as the Quakers, like Coutts Bank, who helped the Irish,” concludes Sean.
    “What Sean has done is amass this fantastic collection, and, not simply because it’s a large one, but because it’s one of the great, in-depth collections of a particular society,” insists Hoppen,“ it should end up in a museum and Sean Sexton should be the person to document it and arrange it for the museum.
    “Sean’s very congenial, with a great sense of humor, he’s very generous and he’s maturing in a very unusual way – he has not lost his spark and he hasn’t lost his edge or inquisitiveness,” Hoppen recounts. “He’s very particular. I invited him to lunch at the Chelsea Arts Club to have a nice bottle of red wine and a good steak-and-kidney pudding,” says Hoppen fondly. “Sean opted for sandwiches, which he wanted cut in squares, because he hates them cut on the diagonal.
    “And, of course, they came out of the kitchen cut diagonally and Sean said, ‘I can’t eat that. They are cut the wrong way.’ I love that, the fact he enjoys simple things and always pays attention to detail.”
Giving some insight into the mind of the collector, Hoppen says, “The ownership is not the fun [part] for a collector – the hunt is much more fun than the ownership. The head of Christie’s works the sharp end of the business, with his gavel he sells millions of pounds worth of fine art and photography, but at heart he’s just like Sean and me – he can’t really sleep unless he’s found a good picture that very day.
    “With his Irish collection, Sean’s not collecting photographs to make money or to sell. Sean’s puzzle is to reassemble a photographic history of Ireland and Irish life and Irish ways.”
    Sean has the final word. “A collection like this is evidence at the court of human history,” he says. “This is Ireland’s history coming from the photographer’s viewpoint. There are over 20,000 pieces of evidence observed by over 300 photographers.”
    He quotes from a Latin inscription of 1589:  “Of what use are lens and light for those who lack in mind and sight?”


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Great story and pic's. My grandparents from both sides came from Ireland. Each were born in the 1880's so some of the photos brings back the stories I was told as a little boy. Ireland was desperately poor and in fact, my Grandmother, who became quite wealthy in America, never wanted to set foot on Irish soil again. The memories and pain were too great. I now realize when I view these incredible pictures why she said that time and time again. (Eventually, she did go back in the 1950's) brianj.
Glad to see that Sean Sexton has found not one but several forums for his extraordinary collection of vintage Irish (and other) photographs. If only the man himself was so extraordinary. I first met him in a tiny shop that specialized in old photographs in London’s famous Camden Passage antique market. As though who know him will attest, he is extremely affable and friendly, particularly while sharing a pint or two. I learned the hard way that too often in this world not everything is at it appears. Being young and a babe-in-the-woods in the world of antiques, Sexton took major advantage of my naivete by charging me prices so obscene they would have made Blackbeard the Pirate blush. Yes, I am aware of the old adage, “Let the buyer beware.” And though it took me a while to catch on to his game, I became aware indeed, the hard way. My final dealings with him were when he attempted to sell an antique photo to me for 150 pounds that was worth perhaps 20. He attempted to justify this outrageous price by telling me an out and out lie about the subject matter (military in nature) that, as an expert in this area, I recognized at once as something he made up out of thin air. Finally realizing the crooked nature of this man, I ceased further dealings with him. Do I sound as if I have an axe to grind? Damn right–and it isn’t only me. My fellow collectors and dealers (I deal myself now) all recognize Sexton for the blackguard that he is. He is a disgrace to the collecting world. I do not hesitate to sign my real name. Indeed, I only hope that he sees this. In the meantime I will continue to expose this crook for who and what he is every chance I get. Rob Hirsh, Chicago, Illinois.
I'm a friend of Sean's and thought the article did his inate enthusiasm, eloquence and personality great justice. Andy
Anyone who had 50 acres of land in Ireland at any date,was privilaged, most POOR folk hadnt a blade of grass to call their own and if they had it was taken from them. Seans family were very privilaged.
My apologies, killowen, I am missing the point of your comment. Would you be so kind as to clarify it.
Benjamin Disraeli - another one needed to be highlighted as if him being g-d's gift to humanity. Its a constant, we have to do this tribe honor thing, time after time.
Ms. Lownes is rather dismissive of Walthamstow in her piece about one of its more prominent residents, Sean Sexton. In fact, this borough of northeast London is and has been home to some of the world's most prominent individuals. For example, the British prime ministers Benjamin Disraeli and Clement Attlee lived in Wlthamstow, as did the writer, poet and designer William Morris. What's more, a local engineer, Fredreick Bremer, built the first petrol-powered motor car in London and the first British aircraft, the Avro 1, took to the air in Walthamstow; a later iteration, the Avro Lancaster, was a mainstay bomber during the Second World War. Itwas also in Walthamstow that the coach of Winston Churchill, never a friend to the poor and disenfranchized, was overturned by protesters during Britain's General Strike of 1926. Other notable residents of Walthamstow are Phil Cullen, lead guitarist of Def Leppard; the late John Dankworth, jazz musician and composer;Phil D'Anno, lead singer of Iron Maiden; and David Beckham, perhaps Britain's bestknown footballer of late. Walthamstow might seem like a gritty backwater to those unfamiliar with it but, to those of us who went to school there, it remains a special place.
 




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