Available light is any damn light that is available!

...and each time I pressed the shutter release it was a shouted condemnation hurled with the hope that the picture might survive through the years, with the hope that they might echo through the minds of men in the future - causing them caution and remembrance and realization.

With considerable soul searching, that to the utmost of my ability, I have let truth be the prejudice.

My pictures are complex and so am I.

My photographs at best hold only a small length, but through them I would suggest and criticize and illuminate and try to give compassionate understanding.

The first word I would remove from the folklore of journalism is the word objective.

I didn’t write the rules. Why would I follow them?