I opened the FT Weekend Magazine the other day and gasped. The image inside the fly was delicious and meaty. It's by the New York street photographer Saul Leiter who pioneered a new colour style in the 40's and 50's. Leiter died in 2013 at the age of 89. There's a lovely feature-length documentary about him directed by Thomas Leach called In No Great Hurry: 13 Lessons in Life With Saul Leiter (2012). I'd like to get over to London to see a show of his work opening on 22nd January in The Photographers' Gallery.
Just after he died Time Magazine published a brief conversation with Leiter. It was prefaced thus;
I really enjoy Leiter's eye, distinguished by torn blocks of bleeding colour and exquisite attention to the ordinary. Leiter documents his city like an enthralled foreigner. Although associated with the abstract painters of that time (and later The New York School) his career made a fortuitous cross-over into the commercial world; he worked for many of the big fashion rags like Vogue and Harpers. I can imagine that his great clots of colour were thrilling monthly.
At the close of the Times interview he says;