Like others, I have become fascinated with the street photographer Vivian Maier. She spent most of her life as a nanny, mainly in Chicago. In her free time, she roamed city streets and photographed those small and vivid moments that define real life in America during her active years (1950s through the 1990s). She was unpublished in her lifetime–in fact, she apparently rarely printed her work. She amassed over 100,000 negatives, which were discovered quite by accident after her death. They are still being catalogued, but some of the work has been printed and displayed in exhibits and on the web.
I find her self portraits particularly captivating. I see an intensity but also a playfulness. I also sense a desire to be seen and recognized and remembered, something everyone wants, no matter how private and introverted we might be.