I Don’t Believe In An Art That

Photography Is An Art Which Touches And Grips One's Own Heart's Blood.

Just As Leonardo Da Vinci Studied Human Anatomy And Dissected Corpses, So I Try To Dissect Souls.

My Will Exceeds My Talents.

Any Number Of Holier-than-thou Honorable Realists Walk Around In The Belief That They Have Accomplished Something, Simply Because They Tell You For The Hundredth Time That A Field Is Green And A Red-painted House Is Painted Red.

One Can Easily Tell That The Creator Of The Paintings In The Sistine Chapel Was Above All A Sculptor