Can the imagination, any more than the boy, be held prisoner ?" - from the foreword to the 1976 edition of "The Painted Bird

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

People say, "Well, you went on television, it enlarged your readership." It did not at all, not at all. I might as well tell you, I lost some readership, because the profound audience felt somehow bothered by my too easy manner.

Travel gives me the opportunity to walk through the sectors of cities where one can clearly see the passage of time.

In my photographs it is apparent that there was no posing at the moment I released the shutter.

If we reduce social life to the smallest possible unit we will find that there is no social life in the company of one.

The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke.