Seeing is a neglected enterprise.

There are the things that are out in the open and then there are the things that are hidden, and life has more to do, the real world has more to do with what is hidden, maybe. You think?

I admired a tremendous number of photographers, but for some reason I arrived at a point of view of my own.

I spent a great deal of my life being ignored. I was always very happy that way. Being ignored is a great privilege. That is how I think I learned to see what others do not see and to react to situations differently. I simply looked at the world, not really prepared for anything.

If I’d only known which [photographs] would be very good and liked, I wouldn’t have had to do all the thousands of others.

A window covered with raindrops interests me more than a photograph of a famous person.

I have a deep-seated distrust and even contempt for people who are driven by ambition to conquer the world … those who cannot control themselves and produce vast amounts of crap that no one cares about. I find it unattractive. I like the Zen artists: they’d do some work, and then they’d stop for a while.