Going Around Under An Umbrella

I Look Back Into Past History, The Stored Experiences Or Products Of The Imagination. I Look No Further Forward Than The Evening.

All My Father Saw Was What He Wanted To See.

There Must Be No Worse Punishment To A Totalitarian Nation Than The Withdrawal Of Capital.

I Am Going To Put Myself To Sleep Now For A Bit Longer Than Usual. Call It Eternity

In My Photographs It Is Apparent That There Was No Posing At The Moment I Released The Shutter.