The disciples are drawn to the high altars with magnetic certainty, knowing that a great Presence hovers over the ranges ... You were within the portals of the temple ... to enter the wilderness and seek, in the primal patterns of nature, a magical union with beauty.

I think we can not categorize. Things do not fit into a mold.

Photography, as a powerful medium of expression and communications, offers an infinite variety of perception, interpretation and execution.

The single most important component of a camera is the twelve inches behind it!

The best picture is around the corner. Like prosperity.

I have often had a retrospective vision where everything in my past life seems to fall with significance into logical sequence.

We either have wild places or we don't. We admit the spiritual-emotional validity of wild, beautiful places or we don't. We have a philosophy of simplicity of experience in these wild places or we don't. We admit an almost religious devotion to the clean exposition of the wild, natural earth or we don't.