A human primate with a camera. The instant before the scene becomes explainable.

I was on a stage before I was anywhere else. I left the centre of the frame and spent the rest of my life on the other side. I direct a work that never ends and I light it by hand, from the dark.
The camera came late. I am, before anything else, an animal with a camera: I photograph human expression as species behaviour — the instant when a figure, an animal or a place becomes strange. I work with an unknown, nearly paleolithic software for complex tasks of the contemporary. The impulse arrives before any idea; ideas come later, and they are welcome. What disappears almost never grants a final scene; a photograph is the closest thing to that scene.
I work every day. The only judgement I await is my own.
I am a body that sees. What I see, I keep.