To Photograph Reality Is To Photograph Nothing.

Taking Photographs And Writing Is My Way Of Saying I Was Here, I Saw This, I Felt This, I Heard This.

I Don't Get Straight People, But I Understand What They Look Like.

All Good Work Has Magic In It, And Addresses The Mind In A Subtle Way.

If I Indulge Myself And Surrender To Memory, I Can Still Feel The Knot Of Excitement That Gripped Me As I Turned The Corner Into Rue Mimosas, Looking For The House Of Rene Magritte. It Was August, 1965. I Was 33 Years Old And About To Meet The Man Whose Profound And Witty Surrealist Paintings Had Contradicted My Assumptions About Photography.

I Am An Expressionist And By That I Mean That I'm Not A Photographer Or A Writer Or A Painter Or A Tap Dancer, But Rather Someone Who Expresses Himself According To His Needs.