What a model of an artist was for me was an artist who worked. Picasso was the ultimate model, because the work ethic he had.

Truthfully, I don't really think of myself as a photographer. I don't have all the disciplines and knowledge of a person who's spent their life devoted to photography.

My mother loved rock and roll. She loved high-energy music.

For I desired, as Youth does, to be taken by the hand and hurled into the world.

First of all, anybody who has lasted 30 and went through the 60's is really a survivor.

I'm an intuitive musician. I have no real technical skills. I can only play six chords on the guitar.

It was like being at an Arabian hoedown with a band of psychedelic hillbillies (p. 171).