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.

Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group of them, can lure our sense of awareness.

My pictures are complex and so am I. When I am almost symbolistic in writing, there is a more limiting difference’s of accepting, while I can be even more complex in the photographs and people can usually accept them within the framework of their own limitations or lack of limitations – there is no dictionary meaning… they can look up for the photographic image and allow it to confuse them.

Many claim I am a photographer of tragedy. In the greater sense I am not, for though I often photograph where the tragic emotion is present, the result is almost invariably affirmative.

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

You can't photograph if you're not in love.

Never have I found the limits of the photographic potential. Every horizon, upon being reached, reveals another beckoning in the distance. Always, I am on the threshold.