Saint Claus gave me a book : Edward Weston, published by Taschen. Among beautiful images there are two I didn't know, which in my opinion, have incredible bad taste (poor quality also). They are called Neil (1922). A naked boy , more or less 5 years old, standing up in a room. What should motivate somebody like EW, with an 8x10 camera, superb tonal range, resolution and printing techniques do such a thing ?