The little black box was a vitally important creation that my husband assembled in about half an hour. It saw me through shoots with tarantulas, kangaroo rats, owls, bats, and even snakes. The LBB was just a simple open-top box, about 3 feet long by 2 feet wide, with tall sides made out of black foam core and gaffer’s tape. It had hinged, cut-out windows in various places for my lens to poke through. From a purely logistical point of view, the genius of the LBB was that it was lightweight, inexpensive, and disposable and provided a perfect black studio backdrop. I could carry it in one hand, fit it into small spaces, and build another one for about $10, so there was no feeling of loss when I had to chuck it after it was pooped on one too many times.