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[Exhales]
Well, I began as a commercial photographer.
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Well, you began as a painter.
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Oh, l... I was a bad painter.
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Says you.
:30:11
Jesus Christ!
Will you let the boy finish?
:30:14
Well?
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I began as
a commercial photographer...
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and was doing
sort of well at it.
:30:22
"Sort of well"?
You should see his portfolio.
:30:24
He's had work in Holiday,
Esquire, The New Yorker, Vogue.
:30:28
- Vogue?
- Whoo! Whoo!
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It's an overrated business.
:30:33
But after a couple of years
of doing sort of well at it...
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uh, things began to go wrong.
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I began losing my people.
:30:46
Somehow I got...
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my heads chopped off...
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or out of focus...
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or terrible expressions on my models.
:30:58
I'd have them examining
a client's product like this.
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Like that.
[Chuckles] A face...
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Would be... really. The agencies
began to wonder if I didn't have...
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- some editorial motive in mind.
- [Loud Rumble]
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Which was not true.
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But once they planted the idea...
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[Mother]
Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt, dear.
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How far better it is to strike a match
than curse the darkness.
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My mother always told us that.
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Go on, dear.
:31:33
Well, my career suffered, but there
was nothing I could do about it.
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You see, the harder I tried
to straighten out...
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the fuzzier my people got...
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and the clearer my objects.
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Soon my people disappeared entirely.
They just somehow never came out.
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But the objects I was shooting...
brilliantly clear.
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So I began to do
a lot of catalog work.
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Pictures of medical instruments...
things like that. It was boring...