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What Makes Photography A Strange Invention Is That Its Primary Raw Materials Are Light And Time.

We Only See What We Look At. To Look Is An Act Of Choice.

The Heart Of Paris Is Like Nothing So Much As The Unending Interior Of A House. Buildings Become Furniture, Courtyards Become Carpets And Arrases, The Streets Are Like Galleries, The Boulevards Conservatories. It Is A House, One Or Two Centuries Old, Rich, Bourgeois, Distinguished. The Only Way Of Going Out, Or Shutting The Door Behind You, Is To Leave The Centre.

A Drawing Is An Autobiographical Record Of One's Discovery Of An Event - Either Seen, Remembered Or Imagined. A 'finished' Work Is An Attempt To Construct An Event In Itself.

Never Chain Your Dogs Together With Sausages. One Must Accustom One's Self To Be Bored.