Born in Berlin, Helmut Newton became the photographer, Yva’s, assistant in the mid-1930s and settled in Singapour in 1938 where he attempted to become a photojournalist, specialized in trivial news. Yet absurdly, the German photographer was so meticulous in his preparation that he often missed the moments he needed to capture. In this way, he turned to fashion photography just as his mentor, Yva, had. Eager to emphasize the concepts of power, luxury and money in his images, Helmut Newton chose a shocking, humorous and erotic aesthetic. Women dominated his world with their legs, boobs and butts highlighted in sensual and provocative tableaux along fetish objects that nonetheless diffused an air of severity. As a portraitist, he remained outrageous and asked the likes of Margaret Thatcher to cross her legs, Jean-Marie Le Pen to sit proudly with his dobermans - a reference to Hitler’s portrait with his dog - Catherine Deneuve to smoke sensually and Gianni Versace to pose naked. Yet in this world influenced by sex and scandal - the Jeu de Paume museum refused the photographer’s legacy as it was considered too obscene - Helmut Newton led a tranquil existence with his wife June, the muse, assistant and fellow photographer that attended all his shoots - ‘Photography will always be my first love but you will be my second’. Ironically the photographer died from a heart attack as he was leaving the Chateau Marmont, the ultimate Los Angeles symbol of all he had represented during his career: sexy, fame and influence.