My least favorite photographer to have would be myself. Someone who wanted a career at National Geographic. Because it's almost mathematically impossible to achieve that.

A very big part of the life of a photograph is the afterlife.

That's who comes to my workshops. I jokingly tell my students that the class could be called "Your photographs: Better."

My father taught me photography. It was his hobby, and we had a small darkroom in the fruit cellar of our basement. It was the kind of makeshift darkroom that was only dark at night.

The best lesson I was given is that all of life teaches, especially if we have that expectation.

A mad, keen photographer needs to get out into the world and work and make mistakes.

'Woman on the Plaza,' with its distinct horizon, snow-like surfaces, wintry wall, stunning sunlight, sharp shadows, and hurrying figure, would become the most biographical of my photographs - an abstract image of the landscape and life of northern Ohio where I grew up and first practiced photography.