I love hotels. I love photographing hotels, clean, sterile intimate spaces with no faces. I love the pillows crowded around me, stacked against each other, neatly squared away in starched linen. Dustless surfaces, precisely arranged toiletries, perfectly arranged furniture, towels, shampoos, cords. I love the no trash in photo land, photographing hotels. Exterior photography, interior photography, architectural photography. I like sleeping in the endless abyss of orderly anonymity.