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              S H O O T E R
            
            
              kid from a blue-collar, working-class town 30 miles from
            
            
              the coast, but I bought myself a Nikonos II and taught
            
            
              myself the fundamentals of underwater photography. By the
            
            
              time I got to college the dream was even more vibrant, so I
            
            
              enrolled in a filmmaking curriculum. I wanted to be like Al
            
            
              Giddings, shooting movies, or like you, shooting stills, but I
            
            
              had no money to travel. So my underwater studio was the
            
            
              offshore reefs and, particularly, the wrecks of New England. I
            
            
              worked on dive boats, and that gave me the time to know the
            
            
              environment and improve my skills.
            
            
              Yet I knew if I was ever going to make a living at this
            
            
              underwater photography gig I had to be able to tell great
            
            
              stories that had a beginning, a middle and an end. I needed
            
            
              to shoot journalistically rather than pursuing only the magic
            
            
              moment. At the outset I shot only things that interested me,
            
            
              but even then I began to see the degradation. The big schools
            
            
              of pollock and herring I used to swim with were massively
            
            
              diminished, and on dives where I once could expect to see
            
            
              a dozen blue sharks, I usually saw none. I still wanted to do
            
            
              celebratory coverage of the sea, but I saw there were issues
            
            
              that absolutely needed light shed upon them. I wanted that
            
            
              light to be my strobes.
            
            
              
                SF//
              
            
            
              
                There’s a big leap between wanting to be an
              
            
            
              
                underwater journalist and actually being one. How did
              
            
            
              
                you make your dream a reality?
              
            
            
              
                BS//
              
            
            
              I’d like to have been able to hang a shingle that said
            
            
              “Underwater Photographer,” but I had to make a living. For
            
            
              me that meant working in convenience stores and factories
            
            
              to buy better cameras and strobes. For many years I spent
            
            
              far more money on underwater photography than I ever
            
            
              made. Early on I sold a few natural history stories here and
            
            
              there and got a few stock photos placed. I made a little
            
            
              money working on dive boats, but that certainly didn’t turn
            
            
              on the spigot to any big income stream. Today I think there
            
            
              are many outlets for underwater photography, but perhaps
            
            
              less money per project than in years past, given the great
            
            
              democratization and commoditization of photography on
            
            
              the Internet. But some things remain the same. A successful
            
            
              photographer has to have passion and fortitude, and I can’t
            
            
              imagine doing anything else with my life. I figured my odds
            
            
              at a billion to one to make it as an underwater journalist, but
            
            
              all I could do was keep plodding along, doing what I could
            
            
              afford to do in the cold, dark and challenging North Atlantic.
            
            
              
                SF//
              
            
            
              
                One of the first photographs I ever saw of yours was
              
            
            
              
                an oarfish. I’ve never seen one and wouldn’t even know
              
            
            
              
                they exist without your photograph. Was that a magic
              
            
            
              
                moment for you?
              
            
            
              
                BS//
              
            
            
              Actually, it was quite significant for my career. It was
            
            
              a great moment, but maybe not such a great photograph. I
            
            
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