Guggenheim 123--New York City 1955

Robert Frank made this photograph, Guggenheim 123--New York City. It's a strip of celluloid film, a sequence of images, a little collection of moments. What was it like to be Robert Frank walking around with his camera? Like a painter with a sketchbook, maybe? The Guggenheim is there, but so are crowds, and a weird upside down sequence of what looks like a cafeteria. There's a lot of looking going on. I wonder, was he looking for something in particular? I know when I'm walking around with a camera, I’m usually looking for… something. Some little glimmer of a feeling that I want to capture, hold onto, maybe turn into a painting later. Photography and painting, they’re not so different, really. It’s about seeing and feeling and trying to make sense of the world, one image at a time. Each frame seems to imply a narrative, a story. It’s a little slice of time, caught in a net.