Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing / of the one you love / so that on the day of loss you’ll be able to say: last seen / wearing such-and-such, brown jacket, white hat. / Try to remember some details. For they have no face / and their soul is hidden and their crying / is the same as their laughter, / and their silence and their shouting rise to one height / and their body temperature is between 98 and 104 degrees / and they have no life outside this narrow space / and they have no graven image, no likeness, no memory and they have paper cups on the day of their rejoicing / and paper cups that are used once only.
… Try, try / to remember some details.
The truth is, we are all living like the characters in a disaster movie. We know we may some day face a disaster or a terrible event, but we keep living calmly because we do not know exactly what might occur and when it would be….
…someday I will be swallowed by the rush of the water from the broken dam and die happily, without knowing the true meaning of my life.
My photographs reflect both genuine interest in my subject as well as a respect for the element of serendipity, while other times I seek pure beauty. The pure enjoyment of this process drives and inspires me. I believe there’s a thread that connects all of my work – my personal vision of the world as a whole. I make every effort to be a faithful visual recorder of the world around me, a world in flux that, at very least in my mind, deserves preservation.