This poster has a partly glossy, partly matte finish and it'll add a touch of sophistication to any room.
18in x 18in
• 10 mil (0.25 mm) thick
• Slightly glossy
• Fingerprint resistant
• Paper sourced from Japan
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
Text: 'My Story' by Marilyn Monroe
The bells rang. A hush fell over the
set. The assistant director called,
"Action!" I walked, smiled, waved my
right hand and spoke. I was in the
movies! I was one of those hundred to
one shots - a "bit player."
There were a dozen of us on the set,
bit players, with a gesture to make
and a line or two to recite. Some of
them were veteran bit players. After
ten years in the movies they were still
saying one line and walking ten feet
toward nowhere. A few were young
and had nice bosoms. But I knew they
were dierent from me. They didn't
have my illusions. My illusions didn't
have anything to do with being a ne
actress. I knew how third rate I was. I
could actually feel my lack of talent,
as if it were cheap clothes I was
wearing inside. But, my God, how I
wanted to learn! To change, to
improve! I didn't want anything else.
Not men, not money, not love, but
the ability to act. With the arc lights
on me and the camera pointed at me,
I suddenly knew myself. How clumsy,
empty, uncultured I was! A sullen
orphan with a goose egg for a head.
But I would change. I stood silent and
staring. Men were smiling at me and
trying to catch my eye. Not the actors
or the director and his assistants. They
were important people and import-
ant people try to catch the eye only of
other important people. But the grips
and electricians and the other healthy
looking workmen had grinning
friendly faces for me. I didn't return
their grins. I was too busy being
desperate. I had a new name, Marilyn
Monroe. I had to get born. And this
time better than before.
This poster has a partly glossy, partly matte finish and it'll add a touch of sophistication to any room.
18in x 18in
• 10 mil (0.25 mm) thick
• Slightly glossy
• Fingerprint resistant
• Paper sourced from Japan
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
Text: 'My Story' by Marilyn Monroe
The bells rang. A hush fell over the
set. The assistant director called,
"Action!" I walked, smiled, waved my
right hand and spoke. I was in the
movies! I was one of those hundred to
one shots - a "bit player."
There were a dozen of us on the set,
bit players, with a gesture to make
and a line or two to recite. Some of
them were veteran bit players. After
ten years in the movies they were still
saying one line and walking ten feet
toward nowhere. A few were young
and had nice bosoms. But I knew they
were dierent from me. They didn't
have my illusions. My illusions didn't
have anything to do with being a ne
actress. I knew how third rate I was. I
could actually feel my lack of talent,
as if it were cheap clothes I was
wearing inside. But, my God, how I
wanted to learn! To change, to
improve! I didn't want anything else.
Not men, not money, not love, but
the ability to act. With the arc lights
on me and the camera pointed at me,
I suddenly knew myself. How clumsy,
empty, uncultured I was! A sullen
orphan with a goose egg for a head.
But I would change. I stood silent and
staring. Men were smiling at me and
trying to catch my eye. Not the actors
or the director and his assistants. They
were important people and import-
ant people try to catch the eye only of
other important people. But the grips
and electricians and the other healthy
looking workmen had grinning
friendly faces for me. I didn't return
their grins. I was too busy being
desperate. I had a new name, Marilyn
Monroe. I had to get born. And this
time better than before.
