I may very well move in. I just don't know. I can't sit here and know what pictures I'm going to take.

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.

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.

I'm a photographer, a still photographer. That's it.

Photographers mistake the emotion they feel while taking the photo as a judgment that the photograph is good

The museums want large crowds coming to the shows - it's the same thing. It's hype. Absolutely. But there's nothing evil about it.

I was able to work with two heads. If anything, doing ads and other commercial work were at least exercises in discipline.