Life wanted faces that would express what we wanted to tell. Not just the unusual or striking face, but the face that would speak out the message from the printed page. I am always looking for some typical person or face that will tie the picture essay together in a human way.

We are in a privileged and sometimes happy position. We see a great deal of the world. Our obligation is to pass it on to others.

I'm afraid my closely guarded solitude causes some hurt feelings now and then. But how to explain, without wounding someone, that you want to be wholly in the world you are writing about, that it would take two days to get the visitor's voice out of the house so that you could listen to your own characters again?

A kind of golden hour one remembers for a life time... Everything was touched with magic.

By some special graciousness of fate I am deposited - as all good photographers like to be - in the right place at the right time. Go into it as young as possible. Bring all the asset you have and play to win.

"Utter truth is essential, and that is what stirs me when I look through the camera."

The element of discovery is very important. I don't repeat myself well. I want and need that stimulus of walking forward from one new world to another.