My camera is borked so I let a three year old play with it. Nothing to lose and keeps the character occupied for a good while. These are the pictures she took. I tried to teach her things like what button to push and to point FRONT TOWARD ENEMY. There is only so much you can teach a child who obviously has more power and authority than yourself. She spent most of the time with the lens determinedly pressed into her eyeball, taking pictures of her eyelashes and this otherworldly light. She’s also using this interesting affect of finger-in-front-of-lens, perhaps to show the ontological impossibility of ever taking a truly objective photograph. Anyways, some of them are actually pretty good.
These are all taken by Neha.
The Infinity Of Vision
Somehow when you mash a camera directly into your eye socket, you often get a pure white image. I don’t know how this works. I hope she wasn’t using flash.
Witch From The Ether
Sometimes whatever bits of flesh she mashes into the lens form their own image, interesting in the abstract.
What It’s Like For A Child
I think everyone sorta default likes kids on first impression. They’re cute. My mother says they’re cute so you don’t kill them.
Random Half Japanese Boy
Neha will occasionally get a conventionally good photograph. This is much more common for stuff at child height. Photos of adults tend to be missing heads.
You Don’t Say
In this photo I’m about to go out of the photographer’s applicable range.
Mother and Child
In this case she can get the ‘correct’ shot, cause both people are at child height. When I talk to people taller than me I find myself often staring at their chest or avoiding eye contact cause it’s uncomfortable to look up. Depending on what time it is in the evening I’ll either stand on something, ask them to squat, or stop talking to them. Perhaps a child’s impressions of the world are all missing heads.
A classic, obvs.
Screencap from Dora The Explorer, the Oprah Winfrey of her generation.
The Looming Shadow Over International Capital Markets
The Hallucinogenic Toreador
And finally, there’s my favorite. I have no idea where or how or what this is. I’ve uploaded the collection to Flickr and will add more as my internet connection himing himing permits.