Of Course It's All Luck.

And No Photographs Taken With The Aid Of Flashlight Either, If Only Out Of Respect Of The Actual Light—even When There Isn't Any Of It.

To Photograph Is To Hold One's Breath, When All Faculties Converge To Capture Fleeting Reality. It's At That Precise Moment That Mastering An Image Becomes A Great Physical And Intellectual Joy.

Of Course It's All Luck.

It Is Through Living That We Discover Ourselves, At The Same Time As We Discover The World Around Us.

The Photography Is A Chopper Which In The Eternity Seizes The Moment Which Dazzled It.