Just going out on a foray to assemble a collection of street trophies about this or that running social sore can't be effective - and never was.

How useful are documentary photographs if there is no follow up, no way of knowing what happened next in the story?

Are we asserting the easy dominion of our civilization over all times and all places, as signs that we casually absorb as a form of loot?

So much of my work involved the Vietnam War that it would have been obscene to show it in a gallery. But now, it’s different; it’s important to remember and to enable the young to discover what to some of us is still so present.

The exposé, the compassion and outrage, of documentary fueled by the dedication to reform has shaded over into combinations of exoticism, tourism, voyeurism, psychologism and metaphysics, trophy hunting - and careerism.

Any familiarity with photographic history shows that manipulation is integral to photography.

Documentary is a little like horror movies, putting a face on fear and transforming threat into fantasy, into imagery. One can handle imagery by leaving it behind. (It is them, not us.)