About the principle of momentum.

I think of it as a giant flywheel.

A flywheel is extremely heavy. In the beginning, it takes enormous effort just to make it move. You push and push, and often it feels as if nothing is happening. It is exhausting. You feel as though the wheel will never complete a turn on its own. Every bit of energy has to come from you. And if you stop pushing, even briefly, the wheel slows down again, forcing you to start almost from the beginning…

The first three days of the AIPAD Photography Show are behind me, and I find myself standing in a moment that is both intense and deeply humbling.

This is the second time that my work is being shown at this prestigious and important art fair in New York. And I feel very clearly what that means. It is not something I take lightly. It is, in a very real sense, a privilege.

The days of Polaroid are pretty much gone... But over the last 10 days, I was working with my Polaroid 809, 804, and 803 films... All 8x10 inches. I replaced the chemicals in the pods, used fresher negative films, and even replaced the receiver sheet... Basically, all that remains original is the frame... I can now make my own Polaroid transfer chemicals... And in those 10 days, I learned a lot about how it works and the transfer process... It's really difficult with color, but with B&W, I am pretty certain I will get it working perfectly...

What actually defines being an artist?

Is it knowing how to paint? To write poems? To use a camera?

Today, it seems almost enough to do something creative in your free time and the title follows. “Artist” has become something we give ourselves.

I went to photograph one famous building in Hong Kong, but I left realizing I no longer saw buildings as objects—they had become subjects with presence, and that curiosity stayed with me for five years.

For fifteen years, my photographs have found their place on the walls of Paris Photo—and for fifteen years, I have never missed a single one. Each time, I walk through those halls with the same anticipation, the same heartbeat of curiosity, wondering how people will respond to my works.

I have many boxes of Polaroid 803 and 804 film, expired for almost twenty years now. The chemicals in the pods have completely dried out, and I was tempted many times to throw them all away—but somehow, I never did. And now I’m very glad about that.

The true role of the muse in art—from Rodin to Modigliani. Discover how love, emotion, and collaboration shape timeless photographic portraiture

… Photography is my passion, my pain, my dedication — simply my way of life. What fascinates me again and again is how photography connects me with people, how it opens unexpected doors, and how much it teaches and shapes me along the way. If you truly live it, it becomes something much bigger than taking pictures. I love that! It’s gives energy (and sometimes a lot of frustrations).

We often dream of the lives of Picasso, Modigliani, and Cézanne—modern masters who seemed to breathe art. In their time, and partly through them, the gallery world in Paris blossomed…