Dada Cannot Live In New York. All

I Do Not Photograph Nature. I Photograph My Visions.

Is Photography An Art? There Is No Point In Trying To Find Out If It Is An Art. Art Is Old-fashioned. We Need Something Else.

Cut Out The Eye From A Photograph Of One Who Has Been Loved But Is Seen No More. Attach The Eye To The Pendulum Of A Metronome And Regulate The Weight To Suit The Tempo Desired. Keep Going To The Limit Of Endurance. With A Hammer Well-aimed, Try To Destroy The Whole At A Single Blow.

Thanks To My Effort In The Last 40 Years, There Has Been More Paper And Film Wasted.

Reality Is Fabricated Out Of Desire.