Whether we draw the line all the way back to the brainy photoconceptualism of the 1970s or the pervasive influence of the teachings of the Bechers in Düsseldorf in the 1980s, I think a compelling argument can be made that for the last several decades we have been in the midst of a long term trend toward rationality and intellectualism in contemporary photography. We have come to embrace conceptual control, deadpan rigor, and cerebral inward-looking process-centrism as mainstream practice, and to celebrate the best examples of this approach as the apex of the medium. We are in the midst of the Age of Precision, in capital letters. As much as I have a strong personal affinity for this type of work and the underlying structured thinking it implies and often embodies, as I look across the broad expanse of contemporary photography today, I am beginning to wonder if we have forgotten how to engage with passion. Have we become so hermetically sealed in our neutered, academic bubble that we run the risk of draining all the emotion out of photography?