Rose was there. Somewhere between Bill Cunningham and Weegee she planted herself, sure and stout.
Not afraid to speak her mind, Rose is unfazed by anyone’s power, she rather takes it in.
Just when things appear dull, Rose draws you near her and she tells you something sensational in a hushed whisper.
Rose captures the moment without disrupting it, because she is an integral part of it.
The vibrance, joy, opulence, and electricity in the images are the current that runs through her and her lens.
Rose was everywhere I wished I could’ve been. All the places I just heard or read about or saw in magazines.
Rose lives the dream and in photos it seems sweet and beautiful. What’s most impressive is she has so much to show for being there, the stunning work she did.
The fact that she and her work endures gives restorative energy to those who hoped but were beaten down by adversity, shunned by the precarious uncertainty of an artist’s life, and plagued with self-doubt. Here is a woman who can show you how to grab life by the lens.
Experience a closer look at Rose and her work in the documentary The Incomparable Rose Hartman which premieres tomorrow at DOC NYC.