Thanks to the iPhone, my kids have a well-documented childhood. What they don’t have is photographic proof that I exist, since I’m normally the one snapping photos. And when I see my friend’s Instagram accounts, I spot the same problem. We all loved Allison Tate’s piece a few years ago about the importance of keeping mom in the picture, but I’m still avoiding the lens.
So on a recent trip alone with my children, I gave the new Flytographer service a spin. The sell: book one of their photographers online for as little as a half-hour, and they’ll show up, snap some pictures (as posed or as casual as you like) then send you a link to download your shots a few days later. We were on a 24-hour visit to Lisbon en route home from Spain so met our photographer Goncalo on the city’s waterfront, where we hadn’t visited yet.
In the one hour he was with us, my 5-year-old had two bathroom emergencies, and Goncalo knew exactly where to find a potty. My 8-year-old did enough cartwheels that I thought she might launch herself into the river, and both kids may or may not have tried to steal Goncalo’s camera. He was patient beyond belief, let them shoot some of the roll themselves, quoted Minions to them as though he wrote the script and somehow made an hour of photos, which sounds like an hour of torture to me, fun and relaxed. And now we have real pictures, with all of us, that we can send to grandparents or print for home. No filter needed.
Flytographer works with 250 professional photographers in 150 cities worldwide. Book your shoot online. All photos in this article by Goncalo Barriga for Flytographer. www.flytographer.com