Check out this series of photographs of people and their breakfasts by John Huck. The photographs are beautifully taken, sure, but the subject matter is just so compelling. One photo presents only cigarettes and coffee as a woman's repast. I feel sad that she doesn't eat more but the emotion is quickly followed by self-reproach for judging a person about whom I know nothing. And I feel guilty for my privilege as someone who can financially, biologically and emotionally eat whatever I want.
Is this reaction a sign of Good Art? Looking past the aesthetic quality, the photographs offer me insight into strangers and an opportunity to judge, the act of which prompts serious introspection. Nice work, John.
Still, I cannot help but notice that the selection of subjects offers little ethnic diversity despite a relatively even gender distribution (or so it appears at first glance). I am curious to know the relationship of John Huck to these subjects and how they were chosen.