You've Always Been Free. You've Always Been

I Have Asked Students At The Beginning Of Their Careers, What Things Of That Sort Might Haunt Them – What Things They Must Photograph, Things They Have To Try To Shoot Even Before They Master The Intricacies Of Making Dye Transfer Prints.

... If We Consider The Difference Between William Henry Jackson Packing In His Camera By Mule, And The Person Stepping For A Moment From His Car To Take A Picture With His Instamatic, It Becomes Clear How Some Of Our Space Has Vanished; If The Time It Takes To Cross Space Is A Way By Which We Define It, Then To Arrive At A View Of Space 'in No Time' Is To Have Denied Its Reality.

What We Hope For From The Artist Is Help In Discovering The Significance Of A Place. In This Sense We Would Choose In Most Respects For Thirty Minutes With Edward Hopper’s Painting Sunday Morning To Thirty Minutes On The Street That Was His Subject; With Hopper’s Vision We See More.

Within You Is The Light Of A Thousand Suns. - Within You Is Unimaginable Beauty.

Whatever Power There Is In The Urban Pictures Is Bound To The Closeness With Which They Skirt Banality. For A Shot To Be Good — Suggestive Of More Than Just What It Is — It Has To Come Perilously Near Being Bad, Just A View Of Stuff.