"The photographs that interest me, the ones that I find successful are those that reach no conclusion. They never tell a story right to the end. They leave things open so people can keep company with the image a while and continue it as they see fit, a sort of stepping stone for dreams, in other words.”
~ Robert Doisneau
(1912-1994)
“Mademoiselle Anita at the Boule Rouge 1951. When she slips off her little bolero jacket to uncover her demure shoulders, she is transformed from a rather ordinary shopgirl into a mysterious creature of the night, perhaps (why not?) a star who has stepped into this rather anonymous dance hall in the rue de Lapp and been caught by the lens of the street photographer (who is by the way just visible in the mirror to the right of the picture). So many stories can be woven from this simple picture many tales spun from its central image— for is not Mlle Anita also a reincarnation of da Vinci’s Mona Lise or Lautrec’s buveuse d’absinthe?”
Peter Hamilton : Robert Doisneau
One of Robert’s greatest portraits. Tender and heartfelt and universal in its human empathy.
He was a true master.
