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In Look at Me, Photographer Firooz Zahedi Reflects on Decades of Photographing Hollywood

Reaching back a bit, I’m curious about your transition from working at the Iranian embassy to becoming an art student. What was it that you were craving, professionally and creatively?

It goes all the way back to my childhood. I’d always wanted to be an artist in some capacity; I was good at drawing, even as a little kid. I came from a very conservative family—they were in the government and the military in Iran—and when there was a coup, my father became a political prisoner, and I had to visit him in prison as a child. It was all pretty traumatic, but my escape was Hollywood movies; to me, that was a safe place where people were colorful and well-dressed and kissed each other and had happy endings. I wanted to be there. Much later, when I graduated from Georgetown University, I became a diplomat and worked under my cousin, who was the ambassador to Iran. It had come to a point when I thought, I’ve done it—I’ve given my family what they wanted. I can no longer keep up this façade. It was great sitting at a dinner table in black tie in my early twenties with Paulette Goddard or Joan Fontaine or whoever, but I wanted to be outside of the embassy environment. If I was going to be sitting with a movie star, I wanted it to be in Hollywood. So I went and applied to the Corcoran School of the Arts and they accepted me. When I told my family, they were all shocked, but I was so determined to do it that they said okay. They were waiting for me to fail—the arts were just not part of their vision—but that’s the way they were raised.

I was so happy at art school. I was ecstatic. It was the best period of my life, going to that beautiful Beaux Arts building. Photography was one of the courses I had to take there, but they were doing very high-end, fine-art photography, and I just wanted to take beautiful pictures. I was good at taking nice portraits of people—friends I had, family, whatever. But because I got to know Andy Warhol through a mutual friend, he gave me the opportunity to get my work published in Interview magazine. And then, because Elizabeth Taylor became a friend, I felt I had people who would be supportive of me. So I stuck with it, though I wasn’t making much money, and then Elizabeth, realizing I wasn’t making much money, brought me out to Los Angeles when she was doing a movie, and I hung out with her for six weeks as her personal photographer. It was really exciting.

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Elizabeth Taylor, Shiraz, Iran, 1976

Look at Me, by Firooz Zahedi, © 2020 Firooz Zahedi; published by Pointed Leaf Press