Travel becomes a strategy for accumulating photographs.

All photographs are memento mori.

Life is not significant details, illuminated by a flash, fixed forever. Photographs are.

It seems positively unnatural to travel without taking a camera along... The very activity of taking pictures is soothing and assuages general feelings of disorientation that are likely to be exacerbated by travel.

As photographs give people an imaginary possession of a past that is unreal, they also help people to take possession of space in which they are insecure.

To take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.