After 16 years in pictures I could not be intimidated easily, because I knew where all the skeletons were buried.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Then, you were supposed to discover the city, where they were. But because somebody like skeletons. And that they discovered that they were at a cheap price, we used too many skeletons all over the place, and the public got the wrong message.
I look at old photos of me, and I don't feel connected to them at all. I would never wish my upbringing on anyone... but I wouldn't take it back for the world.
I originally worked as an archaeologist in North Carolina, and when bones were found police would take them out to the bones lady at the university, and that was me.
I was primarily interested in people, and people in action, so that I did nothing photographically in the sense of doing buildings for their own sake or a still life or anything like that.
I became an adult in an extreme way. I was recently sorting some old photographs and I found another.
I started thinking that if post modernism is about people opening up all their skeletons, I'm going the other way. I don't want anyone knowing anything about me anymore.
I'd always maintained an image so that people wouldn't approach me.
I certainly knew from an early age... how to tell stories; how to create pictures in other people's heads.
They went into my closets looking for skeletons, but thank God, all they found were shoes, beautiful shoes.
The best thing about me is there are no skeletons.