Bob Dylan. I had been to the studio before and knew that the elevator door opened up right into the control room. As I rode the elevator and watched the lights mark each floor I knew that I had to make a very important decision. Was I a photographer or a fan? Did I come there to make the most of my time by creating a portrait, or did I come here to meet Bob Dylan? By the time the door opened I had chosen to be the best photographer I could be.
There he was staring at me right in the face. I walked right up to him because I knew that even though I was invited, it was up to him if I’d get a shot. I stuck out my hand and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Lynn Goldsmith and I’d like to make some pictures.” He replied, “Well, that’s not necessary, I have a photographer.” I said, “With two photographers, you get two points of view!” He said, “I get your point of view.” I asked, “Then I can shoot right?” He smiled and nodded yes. – Lynn Goldsmith