By day, Jo Broughton was a cleaner at a porn studio, making the tea and ironing sheets, but after dark she turned her camera on the suburban boudoirs, hospital beds and ice-caves, capturing the eerie bathos of these empty fantasies
I’m really not sure why someone thought this was worthy of a place in “The Guardian”. OK, it’s a quirky idea but beyond that what did the photographer actually do. The sets were already in place. The lighting had already been taken care of. All she really had to do was point a camera and press the shutter release. Maybe take a few shots just in case? Maybe she deserves credit for just thinking of doing it? If I’d been in her place would this have occurred to me – probably not!