To photograph is to hold one’s breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It’s at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy. —Henri Cartier-Bresson
By happenstance, I scanned this Kodachrome of the Golden Gate Bridge this morning—it’s one of a handful of slides that remind me of a brief trip south from Oregon, in May of 1972.
I don’t recall where I stood to take the shot (along the famous piers, most likely), but I do remember that I snapped it because of the sailboat. Perfect timing, in just the right place.
Other memories are provoked by the picture, too, but they’re fading, almost lost. Mental images are like that. That’s OK, though—sometimes it’s better to cross a bridge without looking back. Because…
Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.
Stonehenge was built possibly by the Minoans. It presents one of man’s first attempts to order his view of the outside world. —Stephen Gardiner
Las Vegas is the expression, in glitter and concrete, of America’s brittle and mutating id. —John Burdett
Things change all the time, so why do people make such a philosophical to-do that things are constantly in transition? —Twyla Tharp
The remains of Ancestral Puebloan cliff dwellings are tucked into the narrow canyons near Bluff, Utah, like stone secrets. Among these, Monarch Cave is one of the more attractive and accessible sites.
As Ulrich and I made our modern pictures, we were the latest link in a centuries-old chain of visual expression.
I think a painting is more like the real world if it’s made out of the real world. —Robert Rauschenberg
Art is a harmony parallel with nature.
Rainbows are illusions in Nature’s mirror.
History is a concept, often assisted by gravity.
There are many things that can only be weighed by a heart or mind.