I saw this exhibition in Paris two weeks ago. Incredible.
A young Brooklyn family going for a sunday outing, N.Y.C., 1966
Diane Arbus“Confronting a major photograph by Arbus, you lose your ability to know—or distinctly to think or feel, and certainly to judge—anything. She turned picture-making inside out. She didn’t gaze at her subjects; she induced them to gaze at her. Selected for their powers of strangeness and confidence, they burst through the camera lens with a presence so intense that whatever attitude she or you or anyone might take toward them disintegrates… You may feel, crazily, that you have never really seen a photograph before.”
Peter Schjeldahl, The New Yorker
