Photographs supplant and corrupt the past, all the while creating their own memories.

All the good pictures that came so easily now make the next set of pictures virtually impossible in your mind.

I have nothing but respect for people who travel the world to make art and put exotic Indians in front of linen backdrops, but it's always been my philosophy to try to make art out of the everyday and ordinary.

Some of my pictures are poem-like in the sense that they are very condensed, haiku-lik. There are others that, if they were poetry, would be more like Ezra Pound. There is a lot of information in most of my pictures, but not the kind of information you see in documentary photography. There is emotional information in my photographs.

Like all photographers, I depend on serendipity I pray for what might be referred to as the angel of chance.

These dog bones are just making art the way art should be made, without any overarching reference. Just for fun, if you can imagine that-art for fun.

Unless you photograph what you love, you're not going to make good art.