AMONG the thousands of photographs saved in carefully labelled files on Regis Lansac's computer is a black and white shot of a 10-year-old boy clutching a camera.
"Me and my first Brownie," he says. "Everyone had Brownie cameras back then."
Lansac's father, a keen amateur photographer, gave him the small, square camera back when he was a skinny kid with poor eyesight. His eyes were so weak that when his father pointed out planes flying over their home in the south of France, he saw nothing. At school, he struggled to see the blackboard from the front row.
"Everything was out of focus for me," he says. "Then I got glasses and everyone called me four-eyes."