Trust that little voice in your head that says 'Wouldn't it be interesting if...'; And then do it.

I am interested in the nature of things. The nature of something is quite different from the way it looks.

The majority of photographers focus on the obvious. They believe and accept what their eyes tell them, and yet eyes know nothing.

We live in a culture where the one who shouts the loudest gets the most attention. It's not in the vulgar, it's not in the shock that one finds art. And it's not the excessively beautiful. It's in between; it's in nuance.

One of the marvelous things about film is that if you expose it long enough you're going to get a picture.

Photography does deal with 'truth' or a kind of superficial reality better than any of the other arts, but it never questions the nature of reality - it simply reproduces reality. And what good is that when the things of real value in life are invisible?

Then all at once in late August's heat, tall leafless stalks crowned with iridescent pink and purple blossoms burst from the purgatory in the earth. This arcane act of nature, though perceived by us as ordinary, is a manifestation of Maya's phantom play, the great immensity expressed in every way. My garden is the universe. I am the universe. I am my garden. All things are the same.