Out of the Shadows, a Brett Weston retrospective spanning virtually his entire career, opened yesterday at The Phillips Collection in Washington, DC. Brett Weston has always been bigger than life to me and perhaps I went in with unreasonably inflated expectations. Nevertheless, the artist's work did not disappoint (it never does). I had a lot of problems, however, with the exhibition. First problem: there were a great many godawful prints from the Lane Collection hung next to some of the most magnificent photographs I've ever seen (from the Brett Weston Archive). They don't deserve to be in the same state as prints from the Brett Weston Archive, much less on the same wall. No exhibition of Brett Weston's ever needs filler. These should have been left out. Second problem: the lighting is atrocious. Some of the building reflection pictures could have been seen better in candlelight. These were also the only Brett Weston prints I've seen which were not floated in windows cut into the overmat. All the other BW's I've ever seen are floated and signed under the print on the mat. If he matted them this way, with the overmat encroaching on the edges of the print (and I find it hard to imagine that he would do that), so be it. But if whoever curated this thing matted them that way, a pox on them. Still, the blemishes notwithstanding, the exhibition can't help but show us what a colossus this artist was. I'll go back, probably more than once. Except for a few exquisite pieces by his father, I have to say that I think Brett Weston was the best gelatin silver photographer ever. The Phillips is at 21st and Q Sts., NW, one block west of the Q Street exit of the Dupont Circle meto station.