"An Image" "Shot at the Playboy Studios, Munich" "July 19 - 22, 1983" "There must be some of those long nails left." "Are they all gone?" "Haven't you got any?" "A few." "Go get them." "You want to put it in place first?" "Well, at least." "OK, this side is down." "Or like that." "It's the same." "We'd better measure it." "Yes, we'd better measure it!" "It should be five each way." "A bit more..." "To me?" "To me." "A touch." "Five?" "Where do you want the balls, Peter?" "Assuming she'll lie here, about there." "I'll put them all out for now." "Very nice..." "and nothing else." "Listen, sweetie..." "Lie down about there." "Lean back, we'll spread the cushions out." "So that she can lean on them." "Let's put the dark colours a bit underneath." "The light colours on top." "Like that." "Bring your left shoulder around a bit." "Lean back on your elbow." "Enough, enough." "Stretch your legs out a bit." "Your back leg a bit more..." "ah!" "Yes." "Twist your bottom out a bit more... yes." "Arch your back." "Head down now." "Down." "Stay like that." "We have to put something under her, a cushion maybe." "Look straight at the camera." "Head down." "Mouth slightly closed." "Give us your usual saucy look." "Close your mouth." "OK." "Let's look at it." "A bit cut off." "It doesn't matter." "It's already pretty good, with the hair." "That's a bit too much, here with the pink cushion." "But it's getting there." "She looks a bit casual to me." "One breast is enough." "One breast is enough." "One breast is enough." "But the line is good, I'd leave it just like that." "We must get her hair looking really great." "We'll have it washed first." "That's it for now." "Stretch your back leg out a bit more." "Enough." "OK, we'll do one like that." "Let's have a look." "Close your mouth a little." "Telephone." "Relax for a moment." "I think we should" "lay her further back." "So that her breast doesn't stick out too much." "And the shoes..." "She has to stretch herself out." "She's sitting there as if she were afraid." "Lengthen the whole thing, so she's longer there." "And not so propped up here." "Manuel, have a look." "When she sits like this, her bosom is a bit flat." "It's wide here and spreads out..." "She should stretch." "Perhaps if we put a cushion..." "A cushion so that she can lie more comfortably." "More stretched out." "Yes, so she doesn't seem so stiff." "Shall I get that stretched one?" "I think it's in my case." "And this one, we have to touch it up." "That's no good." "I don't agree." "Manuel, I don't like to cover it up... it always looks so silly." "Got enough light?" "You might be better off with a spotlight on her hair." "Alright." "Where are you from, Insbruck?" " Insbruck!" "Let it lie there." "Yes, leave your hand there." "Pull that leg back a little." "Now a little forward." "That leg slightly under." "Draw that leg up a bit." "Now stretch the bottom leg out a little more." "Point your toes." "Stay like that." "Now that arm looks spastic." "You don't look as if you're lying comfortably." "Why don't you prop yourself up?" "It's uncomfortable." "Uncomfortable?" "Then make yourself more comfortable." "I didn't say anything." "You should do some sport, pet." "A young bird like you..." "That arm looks so spastic sticking out of her side." "As if her hand had been amputated." "Turn yourself around." "Stretch yourself." "Arch your back." "Now pull your arm, the left one, back a bit." "Leave it there." "The line looks quite good from here." "The better her backside gets, the more crippled the rest" "Slide over, slowly." "Your elbow, the right one, a bit forwards." "The right one?" " The right one." "Now, head down." "Stay like that." "Stretch your legs a bit more." "Now, stay like that." "We'll just have to retouch it." "I can't do more, I'm not a magician." "You can forget that one." "The legs are too cramped." "That will have to be retouched." "That's alright too." "The face is good." "Good, let's do it again." "Good, stay that way." "Turn your head a bit more to me." "Right, a touch lower." "Claudia, have you got a brush or a comb?" "The spray there, sweetie." "It shines..." "Head down a bit." "I could see a bit more of your left eye..." "Enough." "Back." "Bosom." "Inschallah - that's it." "I can't stand up!" "There are tears in my eyes." "I'm sorry."