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did catalogues and stuff like that. And I was miserable and really terrible at the job. I made stupid mistakes. I thought, "Is this life on the other side of school?" So I saved what money I could and quit the job and went to Europe to find myself. I was miserable. Fortunately, I went with Bob Hackborn, who had been at O.C.A. with me. He was a drummer; we had played in some of the same bands. And some other musicians I knew at the time also went to Europe. I ran into some jobs with them, though not just with them: I played with the band at the Club Méditerranée (now known as Club Med), which had started just two or three years before. An amazing band. The guys were from French colonies or former French colonies like Guadalupe and Martiniqueblack guys studying dentistry in Paris. They were looking for a trumpet player and a drummer, and we were in Paris trying to figure out how to live on two hundred dollars for a year . . .
MacDonald:
Two hundred dollars?
Snow:
That's about what I had.
I had started to play trumpet about three months before I went (I played piano before that) and knew a couple of tunes. Anyway, we did an audition. I played "Lady Be Good," one of the few tunes I knew, and these guys really liked it. So I got this job and went from Paris to Italy, where the Club Méditerranée had a place on the coast of Tuscany and another on the island of Elba. We were paid our board and drink tickets. They'd give us a book of tickets, so we were plastered every night.
I also traveled around during the year; I went to all the museums and churches. And I did thousands of drawings and some paintings, including
Colin Curd about to Play
. It's quite a big painting, at least for then, and for the circumstances.
When I came back, somehow or other, I was asked to exhibit some of the drawings I had made while I was away, along with Graham Koftree, another artist who had also been in Europe and was a friend of mineat Hart House, a University of Toronto gallery. When the show was on, I got a call from a guy who said, "I'd be interested to meet you. When I saw your work, I thought that whoever did those drawings was very interested in film." In fact, I wasn't. I didn't know what he was talking about! I went to meet him and it was George Dunning, who later directed the Beatles film
Yellow Submarine
[1968]. He said, "Do you want a job?" I didn't know what the hell to do with my life. I told him frankly that I had no special interest in film, but I certainly would be interested to try and do something. He and some other people who had been at the National Film Board had just started a film company called Graphic Films, and he was hiring people whose main interest or training was so-called fine art. So I took the job.
I met Joyce Wieland there and we eventually married.