Original art emanates in the mind ... and lessons society's confusion from self indulgence, avarice and greed to trust, hope and love.

Taking a photograph is a lot like falling in love. You see a light and it intrigues you; and you want to see or be in that light forever.

Women that can work a camera with ease often work men just as effortlessly for both require the same commitment to vanity and manipulation.

The camera is an excuse to be someplace you otherwise don’t belong. It gives me both a point of connection and a point of separation.

Toen fotograferen nog iets bijzonders was en een afdruk relatief duur lachte iedereen die op de foto ging. Alsof de foto zo meer waard werd.

People spot a big black lens, and they worry about what they're doing, or how their hair looks. Nobody see the person holding the camera.

Sometimes one waits too long for the perfect moment before snapping the picture. You never realize that you needed was to change perspective.

Embracing the LightCollected bits of truthShimmering sparksShards of lightMergeHealingRestoringBursting BrightRisingin divine ecstatic flame.

To the complaint, 'There are no people in these photographs,' I respond, There are always two people: the photographer and the viewer.

Reality offers us such wealth that we must cut some of it out on the spot, simplify. The question is, do we always cut out what we should? ­

When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!

John Loengard, the picture editor at Life, always used to tell me, ”If you want something to look interesting, don’t light all of it.

Most things in life are moments of pleasure and a lifetime of embarrassment; photography is a moment of embarrassment and a lifetime of pleasure.

When you press the shutter, time won't see which camera, it will still get freezed in a moment... and thats the best Farewell for that moment.

Am I in the picture? Am I getting in or out of it? I could be a ghost, an animal or a dead body, not just this girl standing on the corner…?