I stand naked when I draw. God holds my hand and we sing together.

I went into photography because it seemed like the perfect vehicle for commenting on the madness of today's existence.

With photography, you zero in; you put a lot of energy into short moments, and then you go on to the next thing.

I always thought I was good. That's why it was so frustrating when other people didn't agree.

Just because I was out at the bars all the time didn't mean I wasn't looking for someone to love.

I am obsessed with beauty. I want everything to be perfect, and of course it isn’t. And that’s a tough place to be because you’re never satisfied.

If a day goes by without my doing something related to photography, it's as though I've neglected something essential to my existence, as though I had forgotten to wake up.