If You Scrutinize Reality Closely Enough, If

Everything Is So Superb And Breathtaking. I Am Creeping Forward On My Belly Like They Do In War Movies.

What I'm Trying To Describe Is That It's Impossible To Get Out Of Your Skin Into Somebody Else's.... That Somebody Else's Tragedy Is Not The Same As Your Own.

The Camera Is A Kind Of License.

It Would Be Beautiful To Photograph The Winners Of Everything From Nobel To Booby Prize, Clutching Trophy, Or Money Or Certificate, Solemn Or Smiling Or Tear Stained Or Bloody, On The Precarious Pinnacle Of The Human Landscape.

If I Didn't Have A Camera, The Things I Do Would Be Crazy.