There Are Days When Simply Seeing Feels

You've Got To Struggle Against The Pollution Of Intelligence In Order To Become An Animal With Very Sharp Instincts - A Sort Of Intuitive Medium - So That To Photograph Becomes A Magical Act, And Slowly Other More Suggestive Images Begin To Appear Behind The Visible Image, For Which The Photographer Cannot Be Held Responsible.

The Marvels Of Daily Life Are Exciting; No Movie Director Can Arrange The Unexpected That You Find In The Street.

The Photographer Must Be Absorbent - Like A Blotter, Allow Himself To Be Permeated By The Poetic Moment... His Technique Should Be Like An Animal Function... He Should Act Automatically.

You Know, They Always Say That The Photographer Is A Hunter Of Images. That Is A Flattering Image, The Idea Of A Hunter, It's Virile, Acquired Power. Actually Though, It Isn't That. We Are Really Fishermen With Hooks And Lines.

I Prefer My Hesitations, My False Paths, My Stammering, To A Preconceived Idea.