I Can Look At A Fine Art

Some Photographers Take Reality... And Impose The Domination Of Their Own Thought And Spirit. Others Come Before Reality More Tenderly And A Photograph To Them Is An Instrument Of Love And Revelation.

I Have Often Thought That If Photography Were Difficult In The True Sense Of The Term - Meaning That The Creation Of A Simple Photograph Would Entail As Much Time And Effort As The Production Of A Good Watercolor Or Etching - There Would Be A Vast Improvement In Total Output. The Sheer Ease With Which We Can Produce A Superficial Image Often Leads To Creative Disaster.

I Can Look At A Fine Art Photograph And Sometimes I Can Hear Music.

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.

...one Sees Differently With Color Photography Than Black-and-white... In Short, Visualization Must Be Modified By The Specific Nature Of The Equipment And Materials Being Used.