Words represent images: nothing can be said for which there is no image.

... art is images you carry. You cannot carry nature with you, but you carry images of nature. When you go out to make a picture you find you are moved by something which is in agreement with an image you already held within yourself.

The only way to understand something is to be confronted by something that is difficult to understand.

Everything is shared by everything else; there are no discontinuities.

I could take a cow and implant a camera in it and let it amble around the city or in its own domain (I say a cow because a human being I would not trust). If the camera was programmed to go off at an indeterminate series of moments, the samplings would be fantastic.

The field of action of a photograph should be that chessboard of the heart and mind upon which poetry and art have always operated

My photographs are not pure: they are a seething wealth of imperfection.