Click to see enlargement Small Town Law & Order, Utica, IN
(1992)
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Aeric and Claudine, South of France
(1993)
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Coronation of a Little Girl, Paris,
France
(1992)
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Old Hats, Budapest, Hungary (1997)
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Summer's Evening, Chisinau, Moldova
(1999)
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Progress, Paris, France (1994)
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Market Day, Belgrade, Serbia (1998)
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Taxi Stand, Rome, Italy (1994)
 
   
The first photograph I remember seeing was of a funeral in South Carolina. I don’t remember where I saw it, how old I was, or the context I first saw it in, but the images stayed with me.

The image confused and intrigued me because I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to be seeing. None of my questions were being answered. The image began to fascinate me because I realized I was being shown something I would have never seen otherwise – even if I had been there.

When I began taking my own pictures, I made literal visual documents. If it happened in front of me, it must be right and true. It took me years to stop believing that. As a teenager, I started having beliefs about the world around me; in college I started figuring out how to photograph with those beliefs.

Henri Cartier-Bresson said it best, “I believe that, through the act of living, the discovery of oneself is made concurrently with the discovery of the world around us.”

As my beliefs about the world change because of my experiences, my belief in why I photograph hasn’t. I’m still looking for the smallest amount of time with the greatest amount of impact.

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