It Is Not The Position, But The

The Process Of Building A Self And Its Works Is Always Too Slow. One Is Always In Arrears To Oneself.

I Like To Feel Dumb. That’s How I Know There’s More In The World Than Me.

The Capacity To Be Overwhelmed By The Beautiful Is Astonishingly Sturdy And Survives Amidst The Harshest Distractions.

The Two Ideas Are Antithetical. Insofar As Photography Is (or Should Be) About The World, The Photographer Counts For Little, But Insofar As It Is The Instrument Of Intrepid, Questioning Subjectivity, The Photographer Is All.

The Particular Qualities And Intentions Of Photographs Tend To Be Swallowed Up In The Generalized Pathos Of Time Past.