You see someone on the street, and essentially what you notice about them is the flaw.

Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.

There's a quality of legend about freaks. Like a person in a fairy tale who stops you and demands that you answer a riddle.

Most people go through life dreading they'll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma.

I really believe there are things nobody would see if I didn't photograph them.