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Monday, 31 January 2011
Erin O Conner alive and well
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The Little People
Adults tend to deal with having their portrait taken in a number of ways, the most common being; abject fear, a fixed smile, or their own version of Blue Steel. Capturing something of their true character can at times be something of an ordeal. Children, and in particular toddlers, are a joy. Blissfully unaware of society's insistence that we must always look fabulous they are just themselves. Relaxed, bored, happy or sad, it's all good. These are just a few of the hundreds of little people it's been my privilege to photograph at the Sunday Shoots.
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