Available Light Is Any Damn Light That

I Would That My Photographs Might Be, Not The Coverage Of A News Event, But An Indictment Of War.

Photography Is A Small Voice, At Best, But Sometimes One Photograph, Or A Group Of Them, Can Lure Our Sense Of Awareness.

I Can’t Stand These Damn Shows On Museum Walls With Neat Little Frames, Where You Look At The Images As If They Were Pieces Of Art. I Want Them To Be Pieces Of Life!

With Considerable Soul Searching, That To The Utmost Of My Ability, I Have Let Truth Be The Prejudice.

I Am An Idealist. I Often Feel I Would Like To Be An Artist In An Ivory Tower. Yet It Is Imperative That I Speak To People, So I Must Desert That Ivory Tower. To Do This, I Am A Journalist - A Photojournalist. But I Am Always Torn Between The Attitude Of The Journalist, Who Is A Recorder Of Facts, And The Artist, Who Is Often Necessarily At Odds With The Facts. My Principle Concern Is For Honesty, Above All Honesty With Myself.