The camera is an excuse to be someplace you otherwise don't belong. It gives me both a point of connection and a point of separation.

If Instagram had been available when I was working in Nicaragua in 1978, I'm sure I would have wanted to use it as a way of reporting directly from the streets during the insurrection.

What worries me is that we want to close down our relationship to the world at large. In other words, people's instincts are overwhelmed by the amount of images, or they can't distinguish anymore between Rwanda or Bosnia or Somalia.

The camera is an excuse to be someplace you otherwise don't belong. It gives me both a point of connection and a point of separation.

Finding a photograph is often like picking up a piece from a jigsaw-puzzle box with the cover missing. There’s no sense of the whole. Each image is a mysterious part of something not yet revealed.

We know photographers make frames, but we deeply believe they can also create frameworks.

There is so much more to the things that we think we know from afar. The close you get the more complex it is, not the simpler it is to understand.