Washington (southwest section), D.C. Negro woman in her bedroom after 1942

Gordon Parks made this gelatin silver print, "Washington (southwest section), D.C. Negro woman in her bedroom", and what strikes me is how he's framed this woman's interior life through a mirror's curve. I imagine Parks, camera in hand, moving around, searching for the angle that speaks truth. What was it like for him, stepping into this private space, trying to capture not just a likeness, but the very essence of her existence? The mirror—it’s not just reflecting the room, but refracting it, bending our gaze, making us question what's real and what's a reflection. That poster of Roosevelt, pinned up on the wall, becomes part of this woman's story, of hope and the promise of change, a sharp contrast to the visible conditions of the room. Parks’ photography feels like a conversation, a dialogue across time and experience. What do you think?