Both The Grand And The Intimate Aspects

We All Move On The Fringes Of Eternity And Are Sometimes Granted Vistas Through Fabric Of Illusion. Many Refuse To Admit It: I Feel A Mystery Exists. There Are Certain Times, When, As On The Whisper Of The Wind, There Comes A Clear And Quiet Realization That There Is Indeed A Presence In The World, A Nonhuman Entity That Is Not Necessarily Inhuman.

You Don't Make A Photograph Just With A Camera. You Bring To The Act Of Photography All The Pictures You Have Seen, The Books You Have Read, The Music You Have Heard, The People You Have Loved.

I Believe Photography Is A Tool To Express Our Positive Assessment Of The World. A Tool To Acquire Ultimate Happiness And Belief.

I Have Often Had A Retrospective Vision Where Everything In My Past Life Seems To Fall With Significance Into Logical Sequence. Intuition, Suspicion, Or Confidence In New Ventures; There Is A Strange Strain Within Me When Advantage Is Not Taken Of Some Situation, The Immediacy Of Recognition Of The Rightness Or Wrongness Of A Mood, A Response, A Decision - They Are So Often Valid That I Am Increasingly Convinced That We Have Yet To Grasp The Reality Of Existence.

When I'm Ready To Make A Photograph, I Think I Quite Obviously See In My Minds Eye Something That Is Not Literally There In The True Meaning Of The Word. I'm Interested In Something Which Is Built Up From Within, Rather Than Just Extracted From Without.