An Artist Must Be Ruthlessly Selfish.

The World Just Does Not Fit Conveniently Into The Format Of A 35mm Camera.

I Can’t Stand These Damn Shows On Museum Walls With Neat Little Frames, Where You Look At The Images As If They Were Pieces Of Art. I Want Them To Be Pieces Of Life!

...and Each Time I Pressed The Shutter Release It Was A Shouted Condemnation Hurled With The Hope That The Picture Might Survive Through The Years, With The Hope That They Might Echo Through The Minds Of Men In The Future - Causing Them Caution And Remembrance And Realization.

I Am An Idealist. I Often Feel I Would Like To Be An Artist In An Ivory Tower. Yet It Is Imperative That I Speak To People, So I Must Desert That Ivory Tower. To Do This, I Am A Journalist - A Photojournalist. But I Am Always Torn Between The Attitude Of The Journalist, Who Is A Recorder Of Facts, And The Artist, Who Is Often Necessarily At Odds With The Facts. My Principle Concern Is For Honesty, Above All Honesty With Myself.

My Pictures Are Complex And So Am I. When I Am Almost Symbolistic In Writing, There Is A More Limiting Difference’s Of Accepting, While I Can Be Even More Complex In The Photographs And People Can Usually Accept Them Within The Framework Of Their Own Limitations Or Lack Of Limitations – There Is No Dictionary Meaning… They Can Look Up For The Photographic Image And Allow It To Confuse Them.