I believe that we photographers don't benefit very much with answers from other photographers. What is more beneficial is to ask questions of ourselves and see what thoughts float out from within.

Nothing is ever the same twice because everything is always gone forever, and yet each moment has infinite photographic possibilities.

I often think of my work as visual haiku. It is an attempt to evoke and suggest through as few elements as possible rather than to describe with tremendous detail.

I gravitate towards places where humans have been and are no more, to the edge of man's influence, where the elements are taking over or covering man's traces.

We see in colour all the time. Everything around us is in colour. Black and white is therefore immediately an interpretation of the world, rather than a copy.

Perhaps most intriguing of all is that it is possible to photograph what is impossible for the human eye to see - cumulative time.

The golden rule in the arts, as far as I am concerned, is that all rules are meant to be broken.

I believe that photographers should be passionate, determined, disciplined and ready to seek out their own styles and identities.

Parks and gardens are the quintessential intimate landscapes. People use them all the time, leaving their energy and memories behind. It's what's left behind that I like to photograph.

I don't have anything against colour. It is just not my first preference. I have always found black and white photographs to be quieter and more mysterious than those made in colour.

I prefer to think of photography as a never ending journey with infinite possibilities. I love to return to places to re photograph. Nothing is ever the same. The options are endless.

I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

Give me a moment I am preparing to drawback to screamLouder than a train overhead below a railroad bridge

Love is not complicated—just smile, hug, kiss, be kind, and repeat.

There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn't made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn't yet.

Lost - yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.

People can tell what's in beer, eh? Like my brother can tell the difference between beers by what his burps taste like.

I get a huge kick out of training people, out of helping people, out of just being a part of a process that I get to see people's dreams come true.

God! Thou art love! I build my faith on that.

He is not only dull himself, but the cause of dulness in others.

Does one get faith by mere studying of books? Too much reading creates confusion. The Master used to say that one should learn from the scriptures that God alone is real and the world illusory.