As a young photographer I preferred the safety of the studio above assignments in the field. The magazine I worked for wanted documentary photography, preferably scenes of desperate people in hopeless situations and I just did not have the stomach for that kind of photography. Forget about the ground rule that sex sells. Human misery sells even better when it comes to photojournalism. So I decided to do documentary photography in my studio. I invited groups of people over, photographed and interviewed them. The first major series I published was called Greasers in 1977. The series became a success and the editors seemed to like the idea of some studio photography in their magazine.
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