robert frank’s amazing observations of the usa in the 1950s.
Robert Frank, who died this week at 94, led a complicated life, but his photos remain alive with the energies of 50s America. He caught the anomie, the division, the wounds, but also the connections, the thrills, joyrides, the hopes.
I have always loved his attention to motorcycle culture in the 50s.
There’s more to be written (or did I miss it?) about Frank’s take on gender in his photographs for sure.
