It would be almost impossible today to locate a human being in America who has not been photographed. We belong to a generation of humanity that has the power to freeze its image for all time. Cameras have become so sophisticated and automated that I foresee the day when one will hit the market which loads itself with film, perhaps even manufacturing it in its own little belly, refuses to take pictures that are not artistically “correct”, processes the result (giving you a choice of enlargement sizes), and can be sent to the picnic at the beach alone, thereby relieving the owner of the boring responsibility of fooling around in the sand, eating burnt hot dogs, and betting a sunburn.