I can get obsessed by anything if i look at it long enough. That's the curse of being a photographer.

Many photographers feel their client is the subject. My client is a woman in Kansas who reads Vogue. I'm trying to intrigue, stimulate, feed her. My responsibility is to the reader. The severe portrait that is not the greatest joy in the world to the subject may be enormously interesting to the reader.

I share with many people the feeling that there is a sweetness and constancy to light that falls into a studio from the north sky that sets it beyond any other illumination. It is a light of such penetrating clarity that even a simple object lying by chance in such a light takes on an inner glow, almost a voluptuousness.

In portrait photography there is something more profound that we seek inside a person, while being painfully aware that a limitation of our medium is that the inside is recordable only insofar as it is apparent on the outside...Very often what lies behind the facade is rare and more wonderful than the subject knows or dares to believe.

I can get obsessed by anything if i look at it long enough. That's the curse of being a photographer.

Sometime in 1964 I realized that I was a victim of a printmaking obsession, a condition that persists today.

I feed on art more than I ever do on photographs. I can admire photography, but I wouldn't go to it out of hunger.