To think that Peter Lindbergh has never been to a fashion show in his life is like imagining that Enzo Ferrari never drove a car. He happened on the fashion world almostby chance about 40 years ago and now that he is 75, the master, one of the few to revolutionize fashion photography by bringing it closer to the language of cinema and dance,is being celebrated with a solo exhibitionat the Palace of Venaria. Two hundred and twenty photographs will be on show, including many that have become iconic as wellas numerous shots that have never been seen before. It is a sort of like taking a detour through time, but mostly it is a journey through the history of styles told through different poses, sets, faces and clothes, ofcourse. Even if, as the artist has always loved to underline, fashion has never been his final aim but more of a means to create stories andtalk about society. This concept is taken to its extreme by his declaration, which is only surprising for those who do not really know Lindbergh: «When I take a photo, I am looking for anything but fashion». Through hish and and eye, for the first time femininity expressed all its possible subtle ties, well beyond the clichés imposed by the glamour of glossy magazines. We therefore saw a real, authentic, normal and even imperfect woman. And the idea that this small yet big revolution in taste happened in the 1980s, atime that made hedonism its creed, makes it even more exceptional and extraordinary.In short, one could say that Lindbergh is as real as his photos and the spirit with which they are created. One only has to think that,during the press conference at Venaria, while everyone was singing his praises, he and his inseparable Leika were photographing the crowd and fittings, almost as if the star of the show was not him at all.