Anthropology Found Its Galileo In Rivers, Its

There Is Today A Frightful Disappearance Of Living Species, Be They Plants Or Animals. And It's Clear That The Density Of Human Beings Has Become So Great, If I Can Say So, That They Have Begun To Poison Themselves. And The World In Which I Am Finishing My Existence Is No Longer A World That I Like.

[photography] Remains Servile To A Thoughtless Vision Of The World... As The Term Snapshot Suggests, Photography Seizes The Moment And Exhibits It.

Not All Poisonous Juices Are Burning Or Bitter Nor Is Everything Which Is Burning And Bitter Poisonous.

I Am The Place In Which Something Has Occurred.

No Contact With Savage Indian Tribes Has Ever Daunted Me More Than The Morning I Spent With An Old Lady Swathed In Woolies Who Compared Herself To A Rotten Herring Encased In A Block Of Ice.