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

I started out as a fashion photographer. One cannot say that I was successful but there was enough work to keep me busy. I collaborated with Harper's Bazaar and other magazines. I was constantly aware that those who hired me would have preferred to work with a star such as Avedon. But it didn't matter. I had work and I made a living. At the same time, I took my own photographs. Strangely enough, I knew exactly what I wanted and what I liked.

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 leave these speculations to others. It’s quite possible that my work represents a search for beauty in the most prosaic and ordinary places. One doesn’t have to be in some faraway dreamland in order to find beauty.

Photography allows you to learn to look and see. You begin to see things you'd never paid attention to.

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.

I don’t have a philosophy. I have a camera.