Everything about this portrait is a duality. Two pairs of heels, two hoodies, two black bags, and two cigarettes. The two women perched on the stairs in Union Square Park mirror each other in inexact terms. One wears red- the other nude, one hood up- one down. In their own world, they are completely unaware of the people moving around them or even the photographer in front of them. On the stairs behind them to their right sit a second pair of women, taking their break from the world to converse with each other.
When looking at the portrait of an unnamed woman leaning out of her Lower East Side apartment I was drawn back to Bartolomé Esteban Murillo's Two Women at a Window. The three woman above all casually lean out of their home to address and watch those passing by below. The viewer is not given insight into what they see, but rather a snapshot in time of their reaction to what happens below.
The Eiffel Tower and the boulevards of Paris have been reproduced in art since their construction. Whether they are copied in the avant grade art of the 20th century or in a picture for a coffee table at home of a vacation, their image has proliferated the globe. Above are three shots from a dreary day to add to the the infinite portfolio of the city of light.