The best way to get a bad law repealed is to enforce it strictly.

It is curious how from time immemorial man seems to have associated the idea of evil with beauty shrunk from it with a sort of ghostly fear while at the same time drawn to it by force of its hypnotic attraction.

But when I was twelve years old I caught my first strong glimpse of one of the fundamental forces of existence whose votary I was destined to be for life - namely Beauty.

Thanks to capitalism the importance placed on beauty has never been so manipulated. We are the guinea pigs force-fed ads that tell us how pathetic we are: that we will never be loved happy or valuable unless we have the body the face the hair even the personality that will apparently be ours if only we buy their products.

My mother never put an emphasis on looks. She let us grow up on our own time line. She never forced any beauty regimen into my world.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

I believe that history has shape order and meaning that exceptional men as much as economic forces produce change and that passe abstractions like beauty nobility and greatness have a shifting but continuing validity.

During the 80s and 90s we all became consumed with ourselves. In the 21st century we've come back to simpler times. People are struggling economically and this has forced them to scale back the material aspects of their lives and realise the beauty of finding the simple joy in being with the people we love.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

Photography records the gamut of feelings written on the human face the beauty of the earth and skies that man has inherited and the wealth and confusion man has created. It is a major force in explaining man to man.