San Yu--Paris 11 1960

This is “San Yu--Paris 11,” made by Robert Frank, who was busy snapping away in Paris. It's like a strip of moments, all lined up, each telling its own little story, captured with a camera. I imagine Frank wandering around, eyes wide open, noticing everything. The way the light hits a building, a poster on the street, people just living their lives. It’s not about perfection but more about catching a feeling, a vibe. You know? There's a raw, grainy texture to it, like he wasn’t trying to be fancy, just honest. I love how it reminds me that photography, like painting, is about seeing, about choosing what to show and how to show it. Each frame is a decision, a little experiment in composition and light. It's a document, yes, but also a piece of Frank himself. It reminds me of the work of other photographers, like Henri Cartier-Bresson, who were all about capturing the "decisive moment." I like to think of artists as being in constant conversation. Each one building on what came before, seeing the world in their unique way.