Sammy Davis Jr, Nowy Jork, 1965

The way his eyes crinkle mid-laugh pulls you right into that 1965 New York moment, and the black-and-white finish gives it a timeless, almost cinematic depth. It’s been up on my wall for a week and I keep catching myself stopping to look at it again.

That laugh is so authentic you can almost hear it — the print’s grain and contrast really make the 1965 moment feel alive. I framed it in my study and guests keep stopping to stare. Packaging was solid, no creases or bends.

The way Greene captures that unguarded laugh in black and white makes the whole room feel frozen in 1965. It arrived well-packaged and the contrast on the print is beautifully deep. I keep glancing at it every time I walk past.