I just picked up a camera without any kind of ambition to be good or bad. And especially without any ambition to make a living. . . My whole freedom working in photography comes because I say to myself, Let's see what is going on in this world. Let's find out. How do these people look?
Or is anyone's identity a matter of fragments held together by convenient or useful narrative, that in ordinary circumstances never reveals itself as a fiction? Or is it really a fiction?