The self esteem which snuggles at the root of us all invariably has fon Soto recount when a photogrs recording to Mr. E.A. Kobza, the well-known local Koba, who has Teared the principles of photography in his nati Hungary, and in. Vienna, has some very interesting points to bring out {na discussion of this subject.
No apology need be offered for his introduction of feminine vanity {nto the topic. It is so well known bby us all, and admitted casually by the modern woman, that it can be accepted without ' question, Of course everyone wants to look his for hor best, and especially does every one wish to appear at his best when that momentous moment ar-for having his features port-'The point is to apply vanity intelligently.
Unintelligent vanity, however, of women "sitters," accounts for a large proportion of the photograher's troubles, Mr. Kobza points out. We fuss and fiddle and like to tell the photographer which side of our face "takes" best, But we will not always admit that we are pursing our mouth in order to make it rather less large in a photograph than was intended by Nature.
The observance of a few simple rules established by experts in the profession is of great value to prospective "sitter." In the first place no person who is annoyed oF worried or not in the best of health should ever make an appointment to have a photograph made, because the matter-of-fact lens never fail to take cognizance of the fact. The best photographers frequently send patrons away and ask them to return at some other time, because they sense the elements which would mar the finished picture. Next in importance is that a sitter should try to forget that he is having a photograph taken. There some reason, it is true, for, the fooling which attacks us at thought 'a visit to the photographer, to do with what psychologists and similar ilk might ascribe to hich subconsciously reacts on our daily life, Our Formal Ancestors, Photography began early in. the 19th Century, but the hor-tors which were perpetrated its name until fairly recent years have left their trace, Possibly a great-grandmother had her head firmly held in place by " metal rangement at the back of the neck which gave her an exceedingly up-Tight look in a daguerreotype, and we suffer subconsciously from that In spite of the good intentions of a professional portrait maker of the year 1830 (though the artist of to-@ay even questions those good intentions) no sensible person could really have enjoyed sitting on a throne-like chair with a majestic golonnade of a Venetian palace and heavy curtains as a background, with perhaps dismal glimpses yet beyond of a Renaissance Park. Certainly no sensible person of modern times would like to do it, and the fact that it has ever been done,—aecepted, in fact, us the thing to do,—makes us a' bit shy of the photographer. This and many other things from out the So that, apart from being in the right mood, one should view going to the photographer in an amused, good-natured way and not let the point of view be influenced by fears and tremors lest we should not be reproduced in a public-dazzling photograph,
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