New York 1987

Rosalind Solomon created this black and white photograph, titled New York, with film and camera at an unknown date. Solomon’s work often feels like a search, an attempt to capture something fleeting. The way she's captured the light here, it’s not just about clarity; it's about emotion. The soft focus and the way the light catches the edges of things, it's almost like a memory, hazy but intense. Look at the woman’s striped shirt—each stripe is so precisely defined, yet the overall effect is soft, comforting. And the man's hands, clasped tightly, convey so much tension. It reminds me a bit of Diane Arbus, that same unflinching gaze, but with a tenderness that's all Solomon's own. Ultimately, it feels more like a question than an answer, which is the beauty of Solomon’s photography.