I had a vague understanding that photography was an infinite art form but
I did not grasp the grandeur of that concept until I spent 10 years
photographing different women.

The female muse proves to be inexhaustible.
The sensual esthetic and attraction to the feminine is as old as the earth and
grounded into the fabric of evolution. The muse is like photographing in the
Grand Canyon, every turn has unexpected beauty, every water fall a different name,
all completely unique, and forever under explored.