Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses, yearning to breath free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
"It is all about people," Anne comments as she describes her photography,
"people and what they care about. The stories that are being lived right now –
next door, on the other side of the world, anywhere and everywhere – are what
call my name."