I think people misunderstand portraiture.

They think you are taking a photograph of a face.

But really you are trying to photograph the moment a soul stops performing itself.

That tiny animal second where the mask slips sideways and the body forgets to lie.

I have always photographed people the way some women read tea leaves or study storms. Looking for the fracture in the surface. Looking for the thing trying not to be seen.

Maybe that is why every portrait eventually becomes a self portrait.

Even when I disappear from the frame entirely.