You know, I really don't think you learn from teachers. You learn from work. I think what you learn, really, is how to be- you have to be your own toughest critic, and you only learn that from work, from seeing work.

There is nothing as mysterious as a fact clearly described.

I think there's some stuff that's at least photographically interesting. There are things I back off from trying to talk about.

I've goofed, and there's been something interesting, but I haven't made use of it. It just doesn't interest me.

Sometimes I feel like . . . the world is a place I bought a ticket to. It’s a big show for me, as if it wouldn’t happen if I wasn’t there with a camera.

Nobody exists in a vacuum.

I really try to divorce myself from any thought of possible use of this stuff. That's part of the discipline. My only purpose while I'm working is to try to make interesting photographs, and what to do with them is another act - an alter consideration. Certainly while I'm working, I want them to be as useless as possible.