I started working for a newspaper as a reporter in 1968. I had got the job because of my familys standings not because of my ability. I was a college dropout. Luckily my dad was friends with the owner of the biggest tabloid newspaper in the uk so i had a job. I knew nothing about reporting. I did like music and wanted to report on the beatles and the stones but the paper had other ideas. My first assisgnment was politics. It was so boring and my reports lacked accruacy and after a couple of high profile mistakes i got moved to the sports department. There was only one thing i knew less about than politics and that was sport. I got sent around the world to cover sport. I was sent to mexico for the olympics and world cup and australia for cricket and rugby and all over europe. My editor didnt think i was a great reporter so he sent me on an intensive photography course. I liked photography and had a bit of a flair for it. At sporting events i often missed the winning goal or celebrations as i was taking a photo of a pretty girl in the crowd. After the world cup final in mexico at which i had an amazing holiday. On my return to the office my editor and the newspaper boss called me to the office. They went through my photos and neither could umderstand how i had no photos of pele and the great brazil team instead all i had was pictures of girls at the games or at the beach. They both shouted at me until they said there is no point he just doesnt get it. My sports editor said i am done with him. I sat there with the boss of the newspaper. He said i cant sack you but you are bloddy useless. What can i do with you. I will have to have a think where i will put you. I just sat there in silence. My boss sat there looking at my holiday photos and a copy of our biggest rival newspaper. The rival newspaper had started photographing models in lingurie. He then looked at some of my pics and pulled out files of my previous sport jobs. There was lots of photos of topless girls from the south of france and spain and australia. I often had days to fill between sporting events so i would go to the beach and talk to the pretty girls and ask if i could take their picture. Most agreed so i had amazing pictures of some of the most beautiful girls in the world. What my boss didnt know. I had my own collections where i photographed the girls at my hotel or there place. My boss called me into his office the next morning and said i have thought what you can do until i get a proper photographer. He said see the picture of girl in lingerie on page 7 of the rival newspaper. I want you doing this except we are going to photograph the girls topless. I was shocked. I said ok you are really going to put topless pictures in your paper. He said it might be a short term gimic but yes we are. Our sales are swindling and we need to do something. I left the office with a new job just no clue how to do it.
The first girl i got to photograph was called Ulla. She was a stunning swedish model. She was lovely but she soon knew i hadnt a clue. Firstly i didnt have a studio or a set or props and not even a tripod. I was still learning about light. So i decided to blag it. She asked me what sort of shoot was i looking for but i had no clue. I asked her to come for a walk with me and i took some candid shots in a park. I cheekly asked her to get her breats out and she said what here. I said sure. She said i dont want to be arrested. I said you better do it quick then. So she did and i photographed her. We laughed about it after. I then asked her where she was staying and she told me a nice hotel. I said do you mind if we go back there to shoot. She said this is most unproffessional. I said i have no other motive other than to get you to take your tits out ...... and photograph them. She laughed. You are cheeky she said. She said come on then before i change my mind. I went back and photographed her and took her beautiful tits out too. I was very happy with my days work. We went for a drink in the hotel bar. We both got a little drunk and i woke up the next morning in her bed. I was angry that i had being so unprofessional but when i looked at her stunning beauty i thought how could i regret this. She is one of the most beautiful women on the planet and i had the pleasure of her company. On the way back to the office i thought about the amazing time i had and the incredible photos i had got.
I showed my phitis to my boss and he was less than impressed. He said i gave you one of the most beautiful women in the world and you give me this. I said i had no studio, set, props etc. He said you only have two photos we can use and both are poor. He said where are the lingerie shots and i said she wasnt wearing any. He said nothing. He said you could get me the sack if we publish those. He said the owner is abroad so i will take a risk. But next time get it right. I said ok.
The next day he published the picture of her in the room on page 3 and there was such a positige reaction that 2 days later he published the photo of her outside. Sales of that days paper were up by 10%.
Over the next week there was a huge public debate about the photos. Many felt it was wrong to have nudity in a newspaper and it even was discussed in parliment in the mean time i was only allowed publish photos of models in bikinis. The owner of the newspaper returned a few days later. He summoned my boss and his office. When i walked in he shook hands with my boss but asked who is this joker about me. Once the door closed he started screaming and banging the desk. Everyone in the main office could see what was going on and were smirking and giggling. He said who the fcuk decided to print nude pics in my newspaper not once but twice. They are talking about this through the country even in parliment. I have had thousands of complaints and advertisers are pulling out. Why shouldnt i sack the two of you this second. My boss had turned pale as had i and he was about to response until the owner said. Sales are up 15% since. I had had loads of new advertisers looking to get on board. What ever you are doing keeping doing it. He said you know they are all watching out there dont you. We both nodded. He said i am going to shout again so they are not disappointed. We both left the office shaken but confident. My boss said i have a stunning model lined up for you. Try and get more professional pics this time. If you cant get a studio get a 5 star hotel. So i did exactly that. I brought Vivian to a very fine hotel and took what i thought were very good photos.
Over the next 3 days the newspaper published topless pics of Vivian and evwry day there were loads of complaints but sales kept increasing every day.
The next model Marlene was stunning. She was the prettiest girl i ever photographed.
Followed by Anulka.
My boss kept talking about getting a professional photographer. However i knew how popular the photos were proving. I started asking for a studio first and when my boss said there was no money for it. I told him without a studio models wont take us serious. A couple of models cancelled after hearing there was no studio. Suddenly there was money for a studio off campus. As much as i liked photoraphing the models they were always one shoot with the models so the reader never got to know them. My boss had no problem using a few photos from the same shoot over a period of time but he never though using the same models more than once made any sense. I met with my boss a number of times about me choosing the models. He was against it at the start but when i said i reckon i can save money and make you look good. While also saving him time. He relucently agreed to let me. He told me if things didnt work out that he would take back the power if he felt he had to.
I had one idea but knew there was no possibility of my boss agreeing. I decided i would be happier if i could choose the models and over time i might be able to create something special for the readers. My first repeat girl that the readers liked was called Jilly.
The first girl i got to photograph was called Ulla. She was a stunning swedish model. She was lovely but she soon knew i hadnt a clue. Firstly i didnt have a studio or a set or props and not even a tripod. I was still learning about light. So i decided to blag it. She asked me what sort of shoot was i looking for but i had no clue. I asked her to come for a walk with me and i took some candid shots in a park. I cheekly asked her to get her breats out and she said what here. I said sure. She said i dont want to be arrested. I said you better do it quick then. So she did and i photographed her. We laughed about it after. I then asked her where she was staying and she told me a nice hotel. I said do you mind if we go back there to shoot. She said this is most unproffessional. I said i have no other motive other than to get you to take your tits out ...... and photograph them. She laughed. You are cheeky she said. She said come on then before i change my mind. I went back and photographed her and took her beautiful tits out too. I was very happy with my days work. We went for a drink in the hotel bar. We both got a little drunk and i woke up the next morning in her bed. I was angry that i had being so unprofessional but when i looked at her stunning beauty i thought how could i regret this. She is one of the most beautiful women on the planet and i had the pleasure of her company. On the way back to the office i thought about the amazing time i had and the incredible photos i had got.
I showed my phitis to my boss and he was less than impressed. He said i gave you one of the most beautiful women in the world and you give me this. I said i had no studio, set, props etc. He said you only have two photos we can use and both are poor. He said where are the lingerie shots and i said she wasnt wearing any. He said nothing. He said you could get me the sack if we publish those. He said the owner is abroad so i will take a risk. But next time get it right. I said ok.
The next day he published the picture of her in the room on page 3 and there was such a positige reaction that 2 days later he published the photo of her outside. Sales of that days paper were up by 10%.
Over the next week there was a huge public debate about the photos. Many felt it was wrong to have nudity in a newspaper and it even was discussed in parliment in the mean time i was only allowed publish photos of models in bikinis. The owner of the newspaper returned a few days later. He summoned my boss and his office. When i walked in he shook hands with my boss but asked who is this joker about me. Once the door closed he started screaming and banging the desk. Everyone in the main office could see what was going on and were smirking and giggling. He said who the fcuk decided to print nude pics in my newspaper not once but twice. They are talking about this through the country even in parliment. I have had thousands of complaints and advertisers are pulling out. Why shouldnt i sack the two of you this second. My boss had turned pale as had i and he was about to response until the owner said. Sales are up 15% since. I had had loads of new advertisers looking to get on board. What ever you are doing keeping doing it. He said you know they are all watching out there dont you. We both nodded. He said i am going to shout again so they are not disappointed. We both left the office shaken but confident. My boss said i have a stunning model lined up for you. Try and get more professional pics this time. If you cant get a studio get a 5 star hotel. So i did exactly that. I brought Vivian to a very fine hotel and took what i thought were very good photos.
Over the next 3 days the newspaper published topless pics of Vivian and evwry day there were loads of complaints but sales kept increasing every day.
The next model Marlene was stunning. She was the prettiest girl i ever photographed.
Followed by Anulka.
My boss kept talking about getting a professional photographer. However i knew how popular the photos were proving. I started asking for a studio first and when my boss said there was no money for it. I told him without a studio models wont take us serious. A couple of models cancelled after hearing there was no studio. Suddenly there was money for a studio off campus. As much as i liked photoraphing the models they were always one shoot with the models so the reader never got to know them. My boss had no problem using a few photos from the same shoot over a period of time but he never though using the same models more than once made any sense. I met with my boss a number of times about me choosing the models. He was against it at the start but when i said i reckon i can save money and make you look good. While also saving him time. He relucently agreed to let me. He told me if things didnt work out that he would take back the power if he felt he had to.
I had one idea but knew there was no possibility of my boss agreeing. I decided i would be happier if i could choose the models and over time i might be able to create something special for the readers. My first repeat girl that the readers liked was called Jilly.
