As soon as you forbid something, you make it extraordinarily appealing. You also bring shame in as a phenomenon.

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

The kids really enjoy what they do. I check with them constantly to make sure that they're really happy to be there.

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

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

I'm an artist that's attracted to a specific way of seeing and a way of being.

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