My father always had a darkroom, and his b&w prints lined the walls of our house. Photography was inevitable for me, it was something you practiced on the side. I was hooked as soon as I looked through a viewfinder and made prints in the darkroom. In college, I thought that I needed a real career and chose ethnobotany. A grant to study medicinal plants enabled me to travel for 3 years in the Andes and Himalayas, but I learned gradually that I wasn’t particularly interested in the plants, except perhaps to chew them and brew them. I was interested in everything, and the camera was the perfect tool to see everything.