Helen Levitt, one of my favorite photographers, died this past March at the age of 95. She had been working as a photographer for nearly 70 years--just about until the end of her life. This book collects a broad span of her work, from the 1940s till the 1970s.
Taken on the streets of New York, her work is largely characterized by people at play--laughing, having fun, being rowdy,
but also the quieter moments, both strange and beautiful.
She was able to capture such amazing moments--a second too late and they would be gone. I suppose that's the hallmark of a great photographer.
The later work doesn't skip a beat. Other than the styles of clothing and the fact that they're in color (and such lovely colors at that), you'd hardly be able to tell that they're separated by decades.