Ten years ago I had a lovely studio in downtown Vancouver on the well-known corner of Granville and Robson. One day I received a phone call from a woman called Sina who told me that she and her friend Hanna wanted me to take their photographs.
|Sina and Hanna|
I often got these calls and I always told them, “Go to Simpson Sears or Sooter’s studio if you want portraits. It will be a lot cheaper.” Sina then told me, “The people in Sears (a large department store across the street from my studio) recommended you (! How on earth?). Besides (and this was the clincher that I expected, “We want different pictures.” This usually meant undraped. My curiousity was aroused. My Rosemary told me, “Don’t trust them. They sound like a scam.” Sina had told me that she and her friend had been working in a dairy farm in the valley and where on their way back to Germany. They wanted photographs to give to their boyfriends.
They were above board and paid me well.