From the bus 45 by Robert Frank

From the bus 45 1958

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Dimensions overall: 25.2 x 20.2 cm (9 15/16 x 7 15/16 in.)

Curator: Wow, looking at this gelatin silver print from 1958 titled “From the bus 45” by Robert Frank, I get this immediate feeling of… urban alienation, strangely beautiful, and a sense of disconnected stories all running parallel. What do you feel, seeing all these snippets of city life? Editor: It's intriguing! Seeing all these individual frames reminds me of those memory palaces people construct. Each tiny photograph serves as a locus, a point that anchors not just a visual image but a whole story, maybe a whole world! Curator: Absolutely. It's a roll of film, raw and unedited, like a stream of consciousness. Frank was all about capturing the grit and everydayness of America, moving away from idealized versions of life. I can imagine him on the bus, just snapping away. Editor: And each image vibrates with potential narratives. I'm especially drawn to the images of commerce--a sports shop, storefront displays, signs… These feel like visual anchors of postwar prosperity, a stark contrast with the isolation that oozes from some of the more candid street scenes. Curator: Yes, it's about revealing those hidden undercurrents in society. Even the way he shoots—sometimes a bit blurry, or off-kilter—adds to this sense of immediacy and discomfort, doesn't it? A rejection of posed perfection. Editor: Definitely, it evokes a sense of visual noise, reflecting the complex psychological landscapes of a burgeoning consumer culture. There's almost a voyeuristic feeling here too. Looking at each frame makes me think of ancient reliquaries: each frame containing an individual piece that helps to reconstruct an ephemeral story of reality. Curator: I can see that. The format emphasizes that, certainly. For me, the Coca-Cola sign stands out as a key image. A powerful emblem of American culture but within a fleeting glimpse. Editor: Right, and notice how the snapshots draw our eye to surfaces: walls, windows, mirrors…all symbols of self-reflection, and barriers at the same time. Frank seems obsessed with the very architecture of seeing. It also brings a sense of melancholy... What a wonderful piece. Curator: Agreed. Frank makes you feel the vibrations of those postwar streets; all its complexity and tension rendered immediate through his vision.

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