There isn't a person alive who doesn't like being caressed.

Before, I'd photograph anything. I didn't think there was anything more or less obscene about any part of the body.

No two people take on the information of being admirable and being admired in the same way.

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

The images I like best are parts of series that I've started, in some cases, with the pregnancies of the mothers of the children in question, and I continue that series right on through the birth of children to the child that resulted from that first pregnancy.

But empirically I've come to understand that my photographs really don't do any harm.

I found myself serving a sentence of public denial from the very second the raid on my apartment happened.