Photography Is An Austere And

Yosemite Valley, To Me, Is Always A Sunrise, A Glitter Of Green And Golden Wonder In A Vast Edifice Of Stone And Space. I Know Of No Sculpture, Painting Or Music That Exceeds The Compelling Spiritual Command Of The Soaring Shape Of Granite Cliff And Dome, Of Patina Of Light On Rock And Forest, And Of The Thunder And Whispering Of The Falling, Flowing Waters. At First The Colossal Aspect May Dominate; Then We Perceive And Respond To The Delicate And Persuasive Complex Of Nature.

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!

With All Art Expression, When Something Is Seen, It Is A Vivid Experience, Sudden, Compelling, And Inevitable.

My Wife - She Could Help Me Get The Negs Out!

There Is Nothing Worse Than A Sharp Image Of A Fuzzy Concept.