I Don't Know Whether I Am Ever

The Photographer In Blow-up, Who Is Not A Philosopher, Wants To See Things Closer Up. But It So Happens That, By Enlarging Too Far, The Object Itself Decomposes And Disappears. Hence There's A Moment In Which We Grasp Reality, But Then The Moment Passes. This Was In Part The Meaning Of Blow-up.

I Rarely Feel The Desire To Reread A Scene The Day Before The Shooting. Sometimes I Arrive At The Place Where The Work Is To Be Done And I Do Not Even Know What I Am Going To Shoot. This Is The System I Prefer: To Arrive At The Moment When Shooting Is About To Begin, Absolutely Unprepared, Virgin. I Often Ask To Be Left Alone On The Spot For Fifteen Minutes Or Half An Hour And I Let My Thoughts Wander Freely.

The Public Buys "art" - But The Word Is Drained Of Its Meaning.

One Of The Problems Of The Future World Will Be The Use Of Leisure Time. How Will It Be Filled Up? Maybe Drugs Will Be Distributed Free Of Charge By The Government.

The Women I Like, No Matter What Nationality, All Seem To Have More Or Less The Same Qualities. Perhaps This Is Because One Goes Looking For Them - That Is, You Like That Type Of Woman And Then Look For Her.