Photography deals exquisitely with appearances, but nothing is what it appears to be.

I'm very hard on the art world just being a big business.

I got a lot of flak originally for writing with photographs, because the great cliche in photography is that one photograph is worth a thousand words, and photographers are usually dodo birds anyway.

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

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.

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