From My Window at An American Place, North 1930 - 1931

Alfred Stieglitz made this photograph, From My Window at An American Place, North, sometime in the early to mid-20th century. I’m trying to imagine Stieglitz standing at his window, looking out at the city, maybe feeling a little bit like he's got a bird's-eye view on things. Look at how he captures the light hitting those buildings, how he creates a composition from something so mundane. It makes you wonder what he was thinking, what he was trying to say about the city, about progress, about America. You know, painters often do the same thing, capturing light and space, trying to make sense of the world through their own perspective. I've spent a lot of time looking out of windows, both literally and metaphorically. And I wonder, was Stieglitz thinking about those other artists too? I think about how they all inspire each other, across time. They are involved in this kind of conversation and exchange of ideas and creativity.