Marcel Winatschek

I Look Just Like My Daddy

Cass Bird’s photographs feel like they’re not supposed to exist, like you’re seeing something private. There’s no performance in them—no posing, no waiting for the right moment. Just people being themselves, which somehow is the hardest thing to photograph. The title suggests something about what we carry from our parents, and that’s exactly what her work captures: the inheritance we don’t think about.