The job of the photographer, in my view, is not to catalogue indisputable fact but to try to be coherent about intuition and hope. This is not to say that he is unconcerned with the truth.

...combining the concrete and the universal is at the center of what makes art important.

When you abide in the I you're abiding in the ego. The I is really the ego, the small I. It turns into the Self eventually.

Silence is, after all, the context for the deepest appreciation of art: the only important evaluations are finally, personal, interior ones.

The history of art is filled with people who did not live long enough to enjoy a sympathetic public, and their misery argues that criticism should try to speed justice.

No place is boring, if you've had a good night's sleep and have a pocket full of unexposed film.

Almost all photographers have incurred large expenses in the pursuit of tiny audiences, finding that the wonder they'd hoped to share is something few want to receive.