I don’t like an expression that an artist making art is expressing himself. I’m not sure where this notion, this meme came from. It implies that artist at his leisure time reflects on his mundane feelings and unconscious desires, conceives an elephant but gives birth to a mouse.

For me making art is duty. I feel that I must make at least one photograph a day, no matter how imperfect it can be. Otherwise I feel just plain bad. If I don’t do photography several days I even slide into a mild depression. Not making art is a sin. That’s how I feel about it.

Life is like crossing an ocean in a small boat with patched holes which constantly leak. Making art is a process of patching these holes and scooping leaked water out of your boat. Not making art means doing nothing about it, letting the water fill your boat until it sinks. Along with you.

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