I didn't think there was anything more or less obscene about any part of the body. Now, I recognize that there are certain postures and angles that make people see red, which are evidence of original sin or something, and I avoid that.

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.

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

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

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

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

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