They almost ran me off the road several times. There are so many chances that they take to get the right photo.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I suddenly had to chase after my pictures... Pictures are like taxis during rush hour - if you're not fast enough, someone else will get there first.
I've been chased through airports with a screaming baby because the photographers are ruthless, and they want the picture.
The craziest thing is walking down the streets of New York and people recognizing me and asking for my photo. It has been pretty wild. I am used to getting spotted in ski towns, but I never thought it would happen in a place like this.
If I went to them all dressed up and flashed a nice smile for the cameras it would probably be easier for me to get work. But I just can't tolerate it.
My photographs don't do me justice - they just look like me.
Sometimes they are a matter of luck; the photographer could not expect or hope for them. Sometimes they are a matter of patience, waiting for an effect to be repeated that he has seen and lost or for one that he anticipates.
I've never felt massively satisfied from standing there while someone takes my photograph. It's never given me a thrill.
You always want to come back with an image that's interesting visually, and you hope to get something from the person you photograph that's different than other images you know of these people.
I never have taken a picture I've intended. They're always better or worse.
No one could possibly look all the time like my photographs. It is dreadfully hard to live up to them. They stare at me everywhere.