V Woof (right)
I, of all photographers, should have been sensitive to the issue of reputation built on a pic, not to mention the almost unheard-of-today but nevertheless possible wish for privacy. After all, this spider made clearer than a whole nation of constantly photographed people, its resentment at being snapped in the act of living.
Whenever anyone says, "I saw a picture of you," they might as well drop a brick on my foot. It couldn't feel worse till they say, inevitably, "Now don't get upset. You don't look anywhere near as bad as you think."
Vanity! Now, everyone woman wants to hear what someone once told me. "You have a beautiful brain." And so I do admit to one photo of myself being something that I do like, my version of the side of Virginia that helped her quite a bit.
I think this has a rather Munchkinesque quality.