I don’t know how I came across it, but there it was.
Last night, I found myself unable to peel my eyes off a certain Chicago photographer’s website. I landed there somehow and for at least a half-an-hour, I sifted through the gallery. Most of my time was spent going through picture after picture of one particular family that had enlisted the photographer’s help in capturing images of them with their newborn child.
It was repulsive.
The preciousness. The schmaltz. The sugary, syrupy sentimentality. It was unbelievable. There were black and white close-up shots of the baby’s butt, the baby’s toe, the baby’s … Read entire post