Wherever there is light, one can photograph.

The scene fascinated me: a round straw hat; the funnel leaning left, the stairway leaning right; the white drawbridge, its railings made of chain; white suspenders crossed on the back of a man below; circular iron machinery; a mast that cut into the sky, completing a triangle.

A woman artist could be one of those intuitive geniuses [who] have kept their childlike spirit and have added to it breadth of vision and experience.

My cloud photographs are equivalents of my most profound life experiences, my basic philosophy of life. All art is an equivalent of the artist’s most profound life experiences.

I have a vision of life, and I try to find equivalents for it in the form of photographs.

Utopia is in the moment. Not in some future time, some other place, but in the here and now, or else it is nowhere.

I do not object to retouching, dodging or accentuation as long as they do not interfere with the natural qualities of photographic technique.