Let's face it, the human eye is clumsy, sloppy, and unintelligible when compared to the camera's eye.

Noon-day sunshine cinema-ized the site, turning the bridge and the river into an over-exposed picture. Photographing it with my Instamatic 400 was like photographing a photograph. The sun became a monstrous light-bulb that projected a detached series of stills through my Instamatic into my eye.

History is representational, while time is abstract; both of these artifices may be found in museums, where they span everybody's own vacancy

A vacant white room with lights is still a submission to the neutral. Works of art seen in such spaces seem to be going through a kind of esthetic convalescence.

Abstraction is everybody's zero but nobody's nought.

One day the photograph is going to become even more important than it is now.... But I am not particularly an advocate of the photograph.

Let's face it, the human eye is clumsy, sloppy, and unintelligible when compared to the camera's eye.