On Saturday and Sunday the street is empty. Georgie is alone. 1951

Robert Frank made this photograph, "On Saturday and Sunday the street is empty. Georgie is alone.”, using black and white film, and its grey tones are speaking to me. I feel the act of photographing itself here, how it might have come into being, shifting and emerging, not through trial, error, and intuition, but by framing the emptiness and waiting. I sympathize with Robert Frank and imagine what it might have been like to take this photo. What was he thinking when he made it? What I notice first is the texture, the grain, and the way the light falls. Look how these elements shape our experience of this photograph and contribute to its emotional resonance. That small child, positioned in the foreground, is everything! The photo also brings to mind the work of other photographers who capture candid moments of everyday life, such as Helen Levitt. Artists are in an ongoing conversation, inspiring one another’s creativity, I feel that. Photography can be a form of embodied expression, embracing ambiguity and uncertainty, allowing for multiple interpretations.