Saul Leiter

Such disappointment to have discovered Saul Leiter's work after his death. His photos are one-of-a-kind: they exploit mirrors and reflections, and it's nice to think of his lens taking a picture of a reflection of a reflection. Sometimes the pictures happen to catch Leiter. At most they are imperfect, but his photos have this certain beauty no landscape can ever achieve. Maybe it's the beauty of living in a city--with so many things happening at the same time, all the blurs and the haze and the staccato of images, click, click, click, so much going on that the world becomes different with every combination, with every angle.