I don't know if I can articulate how I feel. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would make it here.

I love the history of photography and one process has always replaced another. However, very, very few have disappeared.

I don't just look at the thing itself or at the reality itself; I look around the edges for those little askew moments-kind of like what makes up our lives-those slightly awkward, lovely moments.

Your ideas come out of the way you conduct your life.

You are lucky if you have one or two epiphanies in your life, particularly a creative one.

Making these photographs has often seemed to me like a kind of dance. Often I have danced badly and the world has fallen apart at my feet. But sometimes the dance has gone well and my subject and I have moved together as if with shared purpose.

Poetry at least in my own life, is really about your own mortality. Everything in poetry makes me think of my mortality. It is not a dark thing in life; it prepares you for the graceful things that happen in your life. It gives me a license to make any kind of picture I want with great courage.