Faces Are The Ledgers Of

I Hate Cameras. They Interfere, They're Always In The Way. I Wish: If I Could Work With My Eyes Alone.

Snapshots That Have Been Taken Of Me Working Show Something I Was Not Aware Of At All, That Over And Over Again I'm Holding My Own Body Or My Own Hands Exactly Like The Person I'm Photographing. I Never Knew I Did That, And Obviously What I'm Doing Is Trying To Feel, Actually Physically Feel, The Way He Or She Feels At The Moment I'm Photographing Them In Order To Deepen The Sense Of Connection.

And If A Day Goes By Without My Doing Something Related To Photography, It's As Though I've Neglected Something Essential To My Existence, As Though I Had Forgotten To Wake Up. I Know That The Accident Of My Being A Photographer Has Made My Life Possible.

A Portrait Photographer Depends Upon Another Person To Complete His Picture. The Subject Imagined, Which In A Sense Is Me, Must Be Discovered In Someone Else Willing To Take Part In A Fiction He Cannot Possibly Know About.

How Many Pictures Have You Torn Up Because You Hate Them? What Ends Up In Your Scrapbook? The Pictures Where You Look Like A Good Guy And A Good Family Man, And The Children Look Adorable - And They're Screaming The Next Minute. I've Never Seen A Family Album Of Screaming People.