Before its 1990s revival, New York City was a concrete jungle, teeming with nefarious characters and activity. Perhaps no photographer captured its landscape better than Jill Freedman in the 1970s and early 80s.
In its Sunday edition, the New York Times ran a story and retrospective of the self-taught photog's best work. Here are some of my favorite images.
Jill Freedman's New York was a blemished and fallen apple strewn with piles of garbage. Prostitutes and bag ladies walked the streets, junkies staked out abandoned tenements, and children played in vacant lots.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Posted by Chris Meehan