What's this war in the heart of Nature? Why does Nature vie with itself? The Land contend with the Sea? Is there an avenging power in Nature? Not one power, but two?

When people express what is most important to them, it often comes out in cliches. That doesn't make them laughable it's something tender about them. As though in struggling to reach what's most personal about them they could only come up with what's most public.

I prefer working behind the camera.

My attitude is always let it keep rolling.

Help each other. Love everyone. Every leaf. Every ray of light. Forgive.

Nostalgia is a powerful feeling it can drown out anything.

There's a good many pictures I'd like to make we'll see how many I'll be allowed to make.

Changes before your eyes, things you can do and things you can't. My attitude is always let it keep rolling.