Posted by on Apr 18, 2015 | 6 comments

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Mama was showing me some lovely works by Sally Mann, the artist who followed her childrens’ lives from birth to the present with photography and whose books have always caused a stir, especially recently, both pro and con, with their subject matter.

Some of the children are photographed nude. Some are half-dressed the way children often are who are left to their own couture choices, but what I would really like to do is not get into the yays or nays here, but instead put the link to her article from The New York Times here and see what you think of Ms. Mann’s discussion of her own art.

Frankly, I was fascinated as mama was telling me about her. She and her family lived in a rural setting, no one around, and her kids were brought up to say hello, shake hands, eat their food without complaint or whining or asking for special treatment, write thank-you notes for gifts and visits and sound to me, at least, like three very special kids, compared to what seems to be the norm nowadays.

How they feel about her photography is very important, and in the article it is clear that these are amazing children who can distance themselves from their mother’s work and feel comfortable with how she chronicled their lives in pictures.

But clearly, there are some who viewed Ms Mann’s work as possible stimuli for pedophiles and others who seek gratification at the expense of kids. An officer Ms Mann consulted in depth about this controversy expressed to her his view, which was that people can be turned on by just about anything—shoes, for example—and that there will always be someone out there who distorts any artistic endeavor simply because he/she sees through distorted eyes and perceptions of his/her own making.

Try to read this article if you have time away from snuggling your animals.

Mama and I would love to hear what you think about this courageous and creative woman. And the childrens’ views, now that they are older, are expecially interesting.

I’m off to ponder again, as is my wont, whatever that means.

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