In A Strict Sense Photography Can Never

As The Fisherman Depends Upon The Rivers, Lakes And Seas And The Farmer Upon The Land For His Existence, So Does Mankind In General Depend Upon The Beauty Of The World About Him For His Spiritual And Emotional Existence.

Yosemite Valley, To Me, Is Always A Sunrise, A Glitter Of Green And Golden Wonder In A Vast Edifice Of Stone And Space.

We All Move On The Fringes Of Eternity And Are Sometimes Granted Vistas Through Fabric Of Illusion.

Now There Is A Big Turnover In The Galleries. The Top Galleries Are Getting Better All The Time. A Lot Of Galleries Just Struggle Along, Then A New One Comes Along. There Are Certainly A Great Number Of Galleries. I Think This Argues Well For The Art But There Are, Of Course, A Lot Of "phonies" In All The Arts.

I Am Always Surprised When I See Several Cameras, A Gaggle On Lenses, Filters, Meters, Et Cetera, Rattling Around In A Soft Bag With A Complement Of Refuse And Dust. Sometimes The Professional Is The Worst Offender!