Looking through family photographs now is like watching an episode of 'Dad's Army.' My relatives seem to drop like flies around me. Who's next? Will it be someone I can't stand?
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Everyone I'm photographing, I feel like I'm remaking a family, in a way. My brothers and sisters are my heroes. So many of my models resemble them.
I know the families that I photograph extremely well, and I've known them for a very long time.
I like a decent funeral, and God knows in my family we've seen enough of them. Looking through family photographs now is like watching an episode of 'Dad's Army.'
My grandmother, in her retirement home, actually has a picture of me from 'Star' magazine on their fashion police list. I think that's hilarious, but if Grandma approves, then I feel like I am all good.
I am simply the most conspicuous part of a large, thoroughly dedicated and professional staff that extends from just behind these cameras, across this country and around the world, in too many instances, in places of grave danger and personal hardship. They're family to me.
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.
I do not see my family life in any way, shape, or form as an opportunity for a photo.
How many pictures have you torn up because you hate them? What ends up in your scrapbook? The pictures where you look like a good guy and a good family man, and the children look adorable - and they're screaming the next minute. I've never seen a family album of screaming people.
My only rule: I never photographed the face of the dead, ever, out of respect for the families.
The few people who ask to have their photographs with me, I almost always say yes, except for a few circumstances, like when my family is around.
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