
Was he a good portraitist? By the naturalistic lights of our day, no. Edith Evans, appalled that a photographer had turned up unannounced at her dressing room door, calmed down when she heard it was McBean. “He will retouch me out of all recognition,” trilled the relieved actress. “It’s simple,” remarked McBean, when asked the secret of his success. “They want to be beautiful.” It was his friend and sometime lover, Quentin Crisp, who summed up Angus’s way with his subjects. “Everything,” said Crisp, crisply, “was retouched but their titles.”
via Angus McBean: Facemaker by Adrian Woodhouse – Reviews – Books – The Independent.

Reblogged this on Carleigh-Hepburn and commented:
Lena is awfully ravishing in that photo.
Ah, Ms. Dietrich at her best! Still, and silent.
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