Every artist has a central story to tell, and the difficulty, the impossible task, is trying to present that story in pictures

My pictures must first be beautiful, but that beauty is not enough. I strive to convey an underlying edge of anxiety, of isolation, of fear.

It's about finding meaning through light. I'm always interested in tensions. A primary one is the collision between the familiar and the strange.

I really love that dynamic between beauty and sadness...theres always these moments of quiet alienation, the sense of disconnect, but also, these moments of possibility.

I’m interested in using the iconography of nature and the American landscape as surrogates or metaphors for psychological anxiety, fear or desire

What the artist attempts to do is to try and tell a story. Attempting to give physical expression to a story that's internal.

It is really important to have an obsessive need to construct something, to understand something from your own experience.

I think that, in a sense, there's something about photography in general that we could associate with memory, or the past, or childhood.

The suburban landscape is alien and strange and exotic. I photograph it out of longing and desire. My photographs are also about repression and internal angst.

My father was a psycho-analyst and I think that fact was very influential on my development as an artist. Trying to search beneath the surface of things for an unexpected sense of mystery.

The viewer is more likely to project their own narrative onto the picture.

He said he'd never opened up to anyone... But that confiding in me, was like learning to breathe all over again. I don't know about you, but how do you turn away from that?

I believe that every human has a finite amount of heartbeats. I don't intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises.

The more you cry today, the more stronger and happier you'll be tomorrow.

Introduced to this world in Llandyssul, Cardiganshire, Wales, November 14, 1843, I celebrated my first anniversary by landing at Castle Garden, in New York City.

I put things down on sheets of paper and stuff them in my pockets. When I have enough, I have a book.

Make no mistake about it: Next to parents and families, our teachers are the most important influence in our childrens lives.

Mother Teresa had a mustache. Hitler had a mustache. Mother Teresa is Hitler.

I get a trickling few scripts that I'm lucky enough that some of them are great. I don't get loads of scripts.

Sometimes with success comes some crazy that goes along with it.

For all riches come from iniquity, and unless one were to lose another could not gain. Hence the common adage seems to me to be very true: The rich man is unjust or the heir of an unjust one.