'The first thing that made me cry during quarantine was the realization that there wouldn’t be school pictures for my oldest son. It came at an intersection of my obvious love of photos, my sentimentality, my obsession with documenting life, and being a mom. We’d been trying to keep things so fun for the kids and this was the wakeup call that life wouldn’t be anything close to normal any time soon. So I decided to take the school portraits of our friends by myself. At first I wanted them to look like normal school photos … but then I thought that they needed to feel disrupting in the chronology of life. Because it was! We hadn’t seen anyone in 50 days and I wasn’t prepared for how emotional and exhilarating it was to see friends we typically see every day…