It's that I don't like white paper backgrounds. A woman does not live in front of white paper. She lives on the street in a motor car in a hotel room.
I like photographing the people I love the people I admire the famous and...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love or if it attributes them to her whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you from her or from the meeting of your sparks.
