New York 1987

Rosalind Solomon made this black and white photograph in New York. There's a rawness in the texture here. It’s that feeling of capturing something real, not posed or perfect. Look at the man's face. You can almost feel the grain of his stubble, the slight imperfections that make him, well, him. It's not about hiding anything, it's about seeing. The way the light falls across the subjects, it’s so direct, so unflinching. It reminds me a bit of Diane Arbus. There's an intimacy, a sense of trust that Solomon clearly built with her subjects. You see it in the way they're holding each other, there’s love. It’s like she's saying, "Here we are, in all our complicated glory." It's this that makes the photograph so moving.