... a mysterious intersection of chance and attention that goes well beyond the existential surrealism of the 'decisive moment'.

... photographs are so loaded with information. They're remarkable. As I said, you get both the tree and the forest.

You don’t have to go looking for pictures. The material is generous. You go out and the pictures are staring at YOU.

With a camera like that you don't believe you're in the masterpiece business. It's enough to be able to peck at the world.

The world makes up my pictures, not me.

The idea that the snapshot would be thought of as a cult or movement is very tiresome to me and, I'm sure, confusing to others. It's a swell word I've always liked. It probably came about because it describes a basic fact of photography. In a snap, or small portion of time, all that the camera can consume in breadth and bite and light is rendered in astonishing detail: all the leaves on a tree, as well as the tree itself and all its surroundings.

The West to me is where the landscape is.