Guess the Photographer

My wife is a photographer who once lived and shot in Romania, Russia, Chechnya, Israel, and elsewhere. She often worked in harm’s way and almost always with the sort of reckless abandon a photographer needs in order to document tragedies and farces. So I’ve picked up a little bit about what it means to tell a story with a camera, and how photography can be every bit as subjective as writing. With that in mind, I couldn’t help chuckling when I came across these pictures of the Katrina aftermath. They don’t have much in common with the pictures we’ve been seeing on TV and in the newspapers, do they? And now comes word that soon we’ll be seeing even fewer pictures of the death brought on by Katrina.