In the act of love, as in photography, there is a form of life and a kind of slow death.
Only artists without talent try to shock people.
There is a camera is between a man and a woman.
You are either born to be a photographer or not. The art of photography is not something you can learn in the classroom or by watching someone do it.
The camera itself, the photograph itself, calls up death.
Photography has always been associated with death. Reality is colorful, yet early photography always took the color out of reality and made it black-and-white. Color is life; black-and-white is death. There was a ghost hidden in the invention of photography.