One Of The Marvelous Things About Film

If You Look At A Photograph, And You Think, 'my Isn't That A Beautiful Photograph,' And You Go On To The Next One, Or 'isn't That Nice Light?' So What? I Mean What Does It Do To You Or What's The Real Value In The Long Run? What Do You Walk Away From It With? I Mean, I'd Much Rather Show You A Photograph That Makes Demands On You, That You Might Become Involved In On Your Own Terms Or Be Perplexed By.

To Fulfil A Fantasy Is The Quickest Way To Destroy It.

The Question Of Truth Is Forever In The Air, And People Look For It With Particular Fervor In Art.

If I Indulge Myself And Surrender To Memory, I Can Still Feel The Knot Of Excitement That Gripped Me As I Turned The Corner Into Rue Mimosas, Looking For The House Of Rene Magritte. It Was August, 1965. I Was 33 Years Old And About To Meet The Man Whose Profound And Witty Surrealist Paintings Had Contradicted My Assumptions About Photography.

Photography Does Deal With 'truth' Or A Kind Of Superficial Reality Better Than Any Of The Other Arts, But It Never Questions The Nature Of Reality - It Simply Reproduces Reality. And What Good Is That When The Things Of Real Value In Life Are Invisible?