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I love the medium of photography, for with its unique realism it gives me the power to go beyond conventional read more
I love the medium of photography, for with its unique realism it gives me the power to go beyond conventional ways of seeing and understanding and say, "This is real, too."
The virtue of the camera is not the power it has to transform the photographer into an artist, but the read more
The virtue of the camera is not the power it has to transform the photographer into an artist, but the impulse it gives him to keep on looking.
Where there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with read more
Where there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us ro see.
The Equipment you'll leave at home, you'll need the most. You're always out of film when you'll have the best read more
The Equipment you'll leave at home, you'll need the most. You're always out of film when you'll have the best opportunity.
When photography was invented it was thought to be an equivalent to truth, it was truth with a capital "T".
When photography was invented it was thought to be an equivalent to truth, it was truth with a capital "T".
There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.
There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.
If photography were difficult in the true sense . . . that the creation of a simple photograph would entail read more
If photography were difficult in the true sense . . . that the creation of a simple photograph would entail as much time and effort as the production of a good watercolor or etching -- there would be a vast improvement in total output.
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the read more
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe photographs.
Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe photographs.