Photography... unites the obvious and the unconscious at the level of the limimal - the border between what we see and what we suspect.

Reality has become a parallel universe with photographers returning with different versions of what it truly looks like.

Photography is a foreign language everyone thinks he speaks.

The deepest motivation for a lot of artists is obviously the one they all share: their great fear they are a fraud. It's a joke. In my case the problem is not that I don't question myself. It's just that I question other people even more.

[Photography is a] hair-raising joy ride in a medium that, despite being a mechanical trick, can break down the division between mind and matter like a superhero, or an artist.

There's a reductiveness to photography, of course - in the framing of reality and the exclusion of chunks of it (the rest of the world, in fact). It's almost as if the act of photography bears some relationship to how we consciously manage the uncontrollable set of possibilities that exist in life.

The more specific the interpretation suggested by a picture, the less happy I am with it.