"i think that i learned to see what others see and do not see. one of the things photography has allowed me is to take pleasure in looking. i see this world simply. it is a source of endless delight." ~saul leiter
i first saw
saul leiter, as may you have, lighboxed on bathroom tile at the bryant park train station where i got and left the F years back. the photo above, an ad for an exhibition called
early color, occupied the only sweet square feet to be seen in that fluorescent midtown grime palace i hated twice a day for ages. but i never followed up. was always in too much of a rush to catch the name on the poster. the romance of the postmen and their soda ads went better unnamed anyway, same way it doesn't matter so much who wrote "o' holy night!" (love jesus or leave him), but how it's sung and how it overwhelms you for a second with the grandiose breath-gone delusion that your seventy-some years of jerkoff subsistence is eternal life because you've tapped into some larger, everyhuman pulse of caveman awe. anyway, now that i've gone and oversold him, here are some saul leiter photos that i rediscovered and put an overdue name to, reading
megan mcisaac's diary half awake last night and early this morning.
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