In science we see progress. In art there is no progress. In art the questions have always been the same. From the beginning of time till now, we are always asking the same questions. There are very few. We are looking for God, we are asking why we die, we are contemplating sex and the beauty of nature. The only thing that changes is that, in each period of questioning, we speak with the language of our time.

We all die twice - once when we actually die and once when no one on earth recognizes our photograph.

Every time I ask questions about sex, I always end up asking questions about death.

The fact that you were born means that there are no other children born because of you – you’ve killed them in a way.

I was lucky to be born during the time of minimalism. I think I can be colder because of this. In form I speak with minimalism but my feeling is sentimental - I am a sentimental minimalist.

In most of my photographic pieces I have manipulated the quality of the evidence that people assign to photography, in order to subvert it, or to show that photography lies - that what it conveys is not reality but a set of cultural codes.

The photo replaces the memory. When someone dies, after a while you can't visualize them anymore, you only remember them through their pictures.