| [Photography] is a way of feeling, of touching, | You've got to push yourself harder. You've got |
| of loving. What you have caught on film is | to start looking for pictures nobody else could |
| captured forever . . . it remembers little things, | take. You've got to take the tools you have and |
| long after you have forgotten everything. | probe deeper. - William Albert Allard |
| - Aaron Siskind | |
| | Memory is very important, the memory of |
| Photography is my passion. - Alfred | each photo taken, flowing at the same speed |
| Stieglitz | as the event. During the work, you have to be |
| | sure that you haven't left any holes, that you've |
| Now to consult the rules of composition before | captured everything, because afterwards it will |
| making a picture is a little like consulting the | be too late. - Henri Cartier Bresson |
| law of gravitation before going for a walk. | |
| Such rules and laws are deduced from the | |
| accomplished fact; they are the products of | |
| reflection . . . - Edward Weston | |
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| The camera makes everyone a tourist in other | A room hung with pictures is a room hung with |
| people's reality. - Susan Sontag | thoughts. - Sir Joshua Reynolds |
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| The virtue of the camera is not the power it | I think the best pictures are often on the edges |
| has to transform the photographer into an | of any situation, I don't find photographing the |
| artist, but the impulse it gives him to keep on | situation nearly as interesting as |
| looking. - Brooks Anderson | photographing the edges. - William Albert |
| | Allard |
| A mad, keen photographer needs to get out | |
| into the world and work and make mistakes. | A picture is the expression of an impression. If |
| - Sam Abell | the beautiful were not in us, how would we |
| | ever recognize it? - Ernst Haas |
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