No Matter How Sophisticated You

Myths And Creeds Are Heroic Struggles To Comprehend The Truth In The World.

I Am Always Surprised When I See Several Cameras, A Gaggle On Lenses, Filters, Meters, Et Cetera, Rattling Around In A Soft Bag With A Complement Of Refuse And Dust. Sometimes The Professional Is The Worst Offender!

I Respect Everything In Change And The Solemn Beauty Of Life And Death... And Therefore, While Man Is Amidst The Immense Beauty Of Objective Bodies, He Must Possess The Capacity Of Self-perfection And Must Observe And Represent His World With Full Confidence.

All Art Is The Expression Of One And The Same Thing- The Relation Of The Spirit Of Man To The Spirit Of Other Men And To The World.

There Are No Forms In Nature. Nature Is A Vast, Chaotic Collection Of Shapes. You As An Artist Create Configurations Out Of Chaos. You Make A Formal Statement Where There Was None To Begin With. All Art Is A Combination Of An External Event And An Internal Event… I Make A Photograph To Give You The Equivalent Of What I Felt. Equivalent Is Still The Best Word.