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He nodded. “A good one with the potential to be a greatone.”
She laughed. “Don’t sell it toohard.”
He grinned. “It’s true. I wonder what WFAI is thinking of using youfor?”
“I was thinking brochures? Some other kind of marketingmaterial?”
Liam shook his head. “That would surpriseme.”
“Why?”
“There are different varieties of photography, and some overlap among them,” Liam said. “What you’re talking about is product photography, even if the product is a service like WFAI’s. It has a pretty specific aesthetic designed to highlight the product. Photojournalism is strictly documentation. You try not to bring too much of your own perspective to the photographs, because you’re telling someone else’s story. This…” he tapped the portfolio case, “isart.”
She shook her head. “What are you talkingabout?”
“There’s a perspective here. Yourperspective.”
“Whatperspective?”
“That’s not for me to say. I’m not a critic, but I can feel you in them. It’s not an intrusive presence, but it is a presence. I’m seeing these kids through your eyes, and that perspective is different thanmine.”
She nodded and looked down at her lap. “Do you think it’s because I was never able to havechildren?”
He took her hand. “Anything’s possible, and that might be some of it, but I don’t think it’severything.”
“And that’s why you’re not sure what Jason wants with my work?” sheasked.
“I’d expect them to use a product photographer — I’m sorry, it sucks to use language like this when talking about kids, but I’m trying to think this through — or even a photojournalist to document the hardship lack of water creates. Your stuff isdifferent.”
She took the portfolio case off his lap. “Well, to be fair, Robin’s the only one at WFAI who’s seen them. It’s possible she misrepresented them and when Jason sees them he’s going to laugh or throw eggs at me orsomething.”
He chuckled and pulled her closer. “No one is going to throw eggs at you. And if they do I promise I’ll help you get it out of yourhair.”
“Deal.”
She smiled as he handed her the Book Review from the Times. “Don’t bogart it like you usuallydo.”
She laughed and lay down, stretching her legs across his lap. But when she started reading, the words swam in front of her eyes, Liam’s words ringing in her mind. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she suddenly cared very much about the outcome of her meeting with JasonReid.
