Kathleen Robertson

The snow has melted almost entirely and it’s suddenly so nice out but all the flowers in my house are dead or fake. My brother’s in town for a few days. (He never got to meet you.) He told me he’s in love with this girl who is probably a lesbian—sort of a funny reversal of my situation. He says it’s all he can think about and he can’t remember what he used to think about before he met this girl. Sort of funny.

August Sander - Cinema Capitol, Cologne

Portrait Ilse Garthmann 1922,1923

Untitled, from the series “Pier Photographs” (1975–86), Alvin Baltrop

Nan Goldin, “Self Portrait in Blue Bathroom”, London 1980

Nan Goldin, Kim and Mark in the Red Car, Newton, MA, 1978