I just yesterday returned from a trip where I photographed a woman with two children whom I photographed first when she was the age of the older of the two children.

I became good at defending myself, but as far as I was concerned, that was a transient skill.

We live in an age where anonymity is growing in magnitude like a bomb going off.

The truth is that from birth on we are, to one extent or another, a fairly sensual species.

In fact, I don’t believe I’m guilty of any crimes, but I’ve always been drawn to and fascinated by physical, sexual, and psychological change, and there’s an erotic aspect to that.

A virulent, aggressive minority has decided that Americans don’t know themselves what it is they should see, and need to be protected by people who are wiser than they are, even if they are only a tiny sliver of the population.

That dichotomy between the public consumption of the work and my intent and practice in making it is an uneasy one for me, on occasion.