When I started doing my work years ago, I had doubts as to whether the informed consent question was answerable.

Any artist that's involved in their work is inevitably going to have a focus in what they do.

There are photographs that I don’t take now, that I previously would have taken without any thought at all as to any misinterpretations.

What I'm good at is making art.

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.

I'm guilty of extraordinary naivete, I suppose. But it's a naivete that I really don't want to abandon, not even now.

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.