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.

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.

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

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.

The secret of an abundant life is to expand it with more beginnings so that the universe can fill your world from many directions.

A consistent attitude of thankfulness will turn your success into significance.

Boredom is simply the lack of imagination.

Listening to medical facts was not enough. People wanted one hundred percent guarantees.

But I can also write in crappy motel rooms, while standing in line, or sitting in the dentist's chair.

The capacity for inner dialogue is a touchstone for outer objectivity.

The two cities I've found very hard to leave in my life were New York and Buenos Aires.

Big things are accomplished when we master the little things.

When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge.

The whole life with a wife is like an end game with two bishops of different colors.