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The Smiths had no children and decided to use a proxy father to start their family. While Mr. Smith could accept the fact that another man would make love to his wife to impregnate her, he didn’t want to be around during ‘the deed’.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife and said, "I’m off. The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer rang the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. "Good morning madam. You don’t know me but I’ve come to. . . .
"Oh, no need to explain, I’ve been expecting you," Mrs. Smith cut in.
"Really?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I’ve made a specialty of babies."
"That’s what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat. Just where do we start?" asked Mrs. Smith, blushing.
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor is fun too; you can really spread out."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn’t work for Harry and me."
"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I’m sure you’ll be pleased with the results."
"I hope we can get this over with quickly," gasped Mrs. Smith.
"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I’d love to be in and out in five minutes, but you’d be disappointed with that, I’m sure."
"Don’t I know!!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus in downtown London."
"Oh my god!!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, tugging at her handkerchief.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with." The photographer handed Mrs. Smith the picture.
"She was difficult ?" asked Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, I’m afraid so. I finally had to take her to Hyde Park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs. Smith, eyes widened in amazement.
"Yes", the photographer said. "And for more than three hours too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. I could hardly concentrate. Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "You mean they actually chewed on your, eh . . . equipment?"
"That’s right. Well madam, if you’re ready, I’ll set up my tripod so that we can get to work."
"Tripod??", Mrs. Smith looked extremely worried now.
"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much too big for me to hold while I’m getting ready for action.
Madam? Madam? . . . Good Lord, she’s fainted!!"

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After Mrs. Jacobs found out her husband was sterile, the couple decided to hire a proxy father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Jacobs kissed his wife and said ‘I’m off to work, Lydia. The guy should be here soon.’

Wouldn’t you know it, a door-to-door baby photographer came by half an hour later, hoping to make a sale. Mrs. Jacobs answered the door. ‘Good morning, ma’am. You don’t know me, but I’ve come to…’ ‘Oh yes, I know why you’re here. Harry told me you’d be coming soon.’ ‘He did? But I…’ ‘Come right in! No use wasting time .’ ‘Very well, then.’

The photographer took out his briefcase and sat down. ‘As you may already know, I’ve made a specialty of babies.’ ‘Good, I’m glad,’ said Mrs. Jacobs. ‘That’s just what Harry and I were looking for.’

‘I usually like to try two in the bathtub, one on the couch and perhaps a couple on the bed,’ said the photographer. ‘The living room floor is fun too…you can really spread out.’ ‘Bathtub? Living room floor? No wonder it never worked for Harry and me.’ ‘Well, ma’am, none of us can guarantee a perfect one every time, but if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven different angles, I think you’ll be quite pleased with the results.’

‘I certainly hope we can get this over with quickly,’ Mrs. Jacobs gasped nervously. ‘Ma’am, in my line of work a man must take his time. I’d like to be in and out in five minutes, but you’d be disappointed with that, I’m sure.’ ‘Don’t I know!’ said Mrs. Jacobs.

The photographer pulled out a portfolio of his pictures. ‘This one was done on top of a bus in downtown London,’ he said, showing Mrs. Jacobs the picture. ‘Oh my God!’ exclaimed Mrs. Jacobs, tugging on her handkerchief.

‘And these twins turned out exceptionally well when you consider the fact that their mother was so difficult to work with.’ He showed Mrs. Jacobs another picture. ‘She was difficult?’ questioned Mrs. Jacobs. ‘Extremely,’ said the photographer. ‘I finally had to take her to Hyde Park to get the job done right. People were crowding around, four and five deep, just to get a good look.’ ‘Four and five deep!’ Mrs. Jacobs was amazed. ‘Yes,’ said the photographer. ‘And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. I could hardly concentrate. Then, it started getting dark and I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels started nibbling on my equipment. I just packed it all in.’

Mrs. Jacobs leaned forward. ‘You mean the squirrels actually chewed on your, um…equipment?’ ‘Yes, ma’am. Thank God, no real damage was done.

Well, we’ll get to work as soon as I set up my tripod.’

‘Tripod? ‘ Mrs. Jacobs looked extremely worried now.

‘Of course. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much to big for me to hold while I’m getting ready for action. Ma’am…ma’am…good God, she’s fainted!’

hahahahaha….cute

There is some famous lady who takes photos of naked babies in nature on plants in water… I know that sounds weird, but she is well known and popular. I can’t think of her name, and google is not helping

Mad Donna (nee Ciccone)

LOL

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I know that’s pretty general but I remember seeing one piece of his or her work where there was a baby carriage in the middle of a deserted mine field and I think it was in black and white. most of the pieces i remember seeing were in black and white or sepia tone and they had drab, deserted backgrounds, sometimes with dying trees… any help would be great! i think he or she may have had a weird last name too.
This photographer is modern and the photos are most likely digital.

could be:

Andrew Russell
George Barnard
Alexander Gardner
Timothy O’sullivan
John Reekie
Felice Beato
Roger Fenton
A.J. Riddle
William Bell
Mathew Brady

I am officially head over heals in love with Miss. Lily! This precious baby girl is turning ONE in a few short weeks so I got together with her parents for a “Happy Birthday” session !!! I can not get over how gorgeous Miss. Lily is… I can’t wait to watch her grow and work with her more in the future =)

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wtf?

The Smiths had no children and decided to use a proxy father to start their family. While Mr. Smith could accept the fact that another man would make love to his wife to impregnate her, he didn’t want to be around during ‘the deed’.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife and said, "I’m off. The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer rang the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. "Good morning madam. You don’t know me but I’ve come to. . . .
"Oh, no need to explain, I’ve been expecting you," Mrs. Smith cut in.
"Really?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I’ve made a specialty of babies."
"That’s what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat. Just where do we start?" asked Mrs. Smith, blushing.
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor is fun too; you can really spread out."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn’t work for Harry and me."
"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I’m sure you’ll be pleased with the results."
"I hope we can get this over with quickly," gasped Mrs. Smith.
"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I’d love to be in and out in five minutes, but you’d be disappointed with that, I’m sure."
"Don’t I know!!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus in downtown London."
"Oh my god!!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, tugging at her handkerchief.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with." The photographer handed Mrs. Smith the picture.
"She was difficult ?" asked Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, I’m afraid so. I finally had to take her to Hyde Park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs. Smith, eyes widened in amazement.
"Yes", the photographer said. "And for more than three hours too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. I could hardly concentrate. Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "You mean they actually chewed on your, eh . . . equipment?"
"That’s right. Well madam, if you’re ready, I’ll set up my tripod so that we can get to work."
"Tripod??", Mrs. Smith looked extremely worried now.
"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much too big for me to hold while I’m getting ready for action.
Madam? Madam? . . . Good Lord, she’s fainted!!"

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