Greek baptism no number 1955

This is a sheet of film by Robert Frank, and when you look at it, it feels like a whole story. It’s like a painter sketching, capturing moments, one after the other. I wonder what it was like for Frank, moving through the space, his eye so sensitive to the light, the way people gather. It’s not just about the event, but how he sees it. The greyscale flattens the scene, and in some frames there's blur or strange shadows, yet each frame offers a different way of seeing. Frank's film reminds me that art isn't just about what we see, but how we see, and I think he's in conversation with all of us.