...assume That Art Begins In Unhappiness. True,

We Rely, I Think, On Landscape Photography To Make Intelligible To Us What We Already Know.

Many Have Asked, Pointing Incredulously Toward A Sweep Of Tract Homes And Billboards, Why Picture That? The Question Sounds Simple, But It Implies A Difficult Issue - Why Open Our Eyes Anywhere But In Undamaged Places Like National Parks?

Dive Into Your Heart Center. Sit In The Silence. Desire Self-realization With All Your Heart, With All Your Mind, And All Your Soul. Everything Will Take Care Of Itself.

The History Of Art Is Filled With People Who Did Not Live Long Enough To Enjoy A Sympathetic Public, And Their Misery Argues That Criticism Should Try To Speed Justice.

I Began Making Pictures Because I Wanted To Record What Supports Hope: The Untranslatable Mystery And Beauty Of The World. Along The Way, However, The Camera Also Caught Evidence Against Hope, And I Eventually Concluded That This, Too, Belonged In Pictures If They Were To Be Truthful And Thus Useful.