There were other kinds of men in the world than her father, a well-to-do bourgeois head of the family. She had seen them loitering on the streets, smoking cigarettes and hollering at women passing by. “What would life as a mischievous street urchin be like?” Striking a pose with her hands in the pockets of her boyish seaman’s outfit and a makeshift “cigarette” between her teeth, the thought may have crossed Iris Englund’s mind, as her father Fritz Englund (1870–1950) took her picture. An active, experimental amateur photographer, Englund printed the picture in soft, hazy tones. This made the photograph more like a painting or graphic print, accentuating the artistic effect.