Summarize this content to 2000 words in 6 paragraphs in Arabic A little boy with curls aflutter gazes forbearingly at the photographer, who must be crouching low to meet his eye. He straddles the ruins of what was once a bicycle, now missing a seat and wheels and just about every other component that makes it a machine. The boy doesn\u2019t seem to mind. It\u2019s just a twisted metal skeleton, but it\u2019s his, and he\u2019s riding it proudly on a New York street.Arlene Gottfried, who took that photo in 1978, had a knack for catching people with their masks off and their humanity bared. And the New York Historical makes an apt home for her work, since the city was her world and her subject.\u201cI wander around and I see things that just speak to me, in one way or another,\u201d she said. \u201cMy photographs were like souvenirs; I liked to collect moments and remembrances.\u201d Mostly, she gathered fellow New Yorkers who displayed the guileless good humour that often takes visitors by surprise. There are no hardened cynics on Gottfried\u2019s mean streets.Instead, we get sweet characters like the white-haired lady with spectacles and a pleated skirt, grinning girlishly as she swings a jump rope over her head. Her delight seems gloriously out of step with the bleak scene of warehouses and corrugated-tin shacks at her shoulders. Gottfried found eloquent juxtapositions of joy and drabness indoors, too \u2014 for example, in the very fit and nearly naked man who obliges her with a private fire-breathing performance. It takes a minute to notice that the spectacle takes place against a row of urinals in a men\u2019s toilet.The show offers a slender anthology of these vignettes, a selection of a selection. When Gottfried died in 2017, she left behind 15,000 pictures. The Historical Society acquired 300 and is displaying roughly 30.Gottfried was born on Coney Island in 1950, when America\u2019s Dreamland was already sliding into picturesque decay. Older photographers such as Robert Frank and Diane Arbus regularly trekked out to the ocean-facing edge of Brooklyn to satisfy their cravings for seediness. The neighbourhood teemed with exhibitionists, making it the ideal training ground for a budding but fearless photographer. \u201cI never had trouble walking up to people and asking them to take their picture,\u201d Gottfried recalled, with prim understatement.Sometimes, it was the subjects who demanded to be photographed. For a while, around 1980, she hung out at the unofficial nudist enclave of Riis Beach, in Queens\u2014and encountered a Hasidic Jewish man, swathed in black from fedora to leather shoes. But it was the other man in the picture, a bodybuilder in the buff, who choreographed a double portrait on the sand: \u201cTake a picture of me with him, because I am Jewish, too,\u201d he demanded.That unforgettable shot \u2014 the naked and the clothed, the shaven and the bearded, Adam and the Talmudist \u2014 isn\u2019t hanging in the gallery, but it does make an appearance in the museum\u2019s brief video about the artist\u2019s life, and on the cover of her 2008 book, Sometimes Overwhelming.When Frank and Arbus converged on the grittier parts of the city, they were slumming; Gottfried, on the other hand, was a local. The family moved from Coney Island to Crown Heights and, later, the Lower East Side, which in the 1970s hadn\u2019t yet acquired its current real-estate cachet but served as an irresistibly grungy backdrop for the human parade.After graduating from the Fashion Institute of Technology, she criss-crossed the city as a freelancer, looking for life in the shadow of glamour. There was plenty of it. Men in full make-up and others in no clothes at all partied on the dancefloors and in the backstage rooms of discos, proudly strutting for Gottfried\u2019s lens. And did she really just stumble across the scene in which pop star Rick James, in full funk regalia, stares down a pair of startled society matrons, three fur-clad creatures appraising each other across a generational divide?Gottfried had an exceptional rapport with children, finding a panoply of emotions in their soulful faces. A teenaged boy with a halo-like afro pauses astride a bike (with wheels, this time), his expression mingling playfulness and pride. This is my neighbourhood, it says, and behind him stands a mountain range of trash, part of the New York streetscape since time immemorial.A dash of nostalgia flavours Gottfried\u2019s New York of the 1970s and \u201980s, a stew of glitter, scruffiness and euphoria that bubbled briefly before Aids shut the burner off for good. Maybe that\u2019s why the show has almost no pictures from the past two decades of her life, the years of glass condos, cute caf\u00e9s and Sex and the City. Instead, it ends with a story of tragedy and transfiguration.In 1990, Gottfried attended a gospel concert at her old high school, Erasmus Hall, where she snapped the portrait of Monet, a soprano\u2019s two-year-old daughter. The bright-eyed child embraces a doll that could be her doppelganger and gazes out as if at an old friend. A jolt of energy courses between girl and photographer. A week later, Monet was dead, killed by her mother\u2019s boyfriend.Later, the mother asked the lady with the camera to come to a rehearsal of the Eternal Light Community Singers and bring the photographs from one of her daughter\u2019s last days. \u201cSo I went \u2014 and I stayed five years as a singer,\u201d Gottfried recalled. \u201cMonet\u2019s life really touched mine in a major way.\u201d At one point, she even listed her occupation as \u201csinging photographer\u201d. The exhibition video includes a brief clip of her performing a solo with the choir, and it suggests that her voice was as open, fearless, and generous as her eye.To May 25, nyhistory.org<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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