In an act of absolute selfishness, I decided what we were doing at preschool this morning was photography. I love how small children use cameras. Some of the most frank and real portraits I’ve ever seen were taken by an autistic three year old- she saw objects, not subjects. Sure, there’s a steep learning curve- pictures of your own fingers, Impressionistic camera shake, wonky horizons- but the results reveal the detail which that child is focussed on. The world really does look different from down there.