...and putting her arms up and making these little noises which basically mean: "Put me on your lap and read me a story now, you funny old fucker. I don’t care if you’re meant to be weird. I don’t care if you’re meant to be scary. I don’t care what anybody thinks about you. I want a story and I want it now".
When you take a photograph what you do is freeze something that is actually alive. To do this property you need, more than anything, to believe in life.
Just because we don’t know, doesn’t mean we won’t know. We just don’t know yet.