When I first started out I did everything myself: research, writing, photocopying, schlepping. To keep from crying out in boredom I made a mental game of it: Listening to the hum of the machine, knowing the exact second I could flip the cover up and turn to the new page. At times I was truly one with the machine simultaneously centering the frame, focusing the image, printing it out and doing it again so quickly that the process never stopped. Now Colin my associate does all the copy work. I’d like to say I miss it, but that’s just bollocks.
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