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What Interests Me Most Is Neither Still Life Nor Landscape, But The Human Figure.

There Are Always Flowers For Those Who Want To See Them.

He Who Loves, Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; He Is Free And Nothing Holds Him Back.

Each Work Of Art Is A Collection Of Signs Invented During The Picture's Execution To Suit The Needs Of Their Position. Taken Out Of The Composition For Which They Were Created, These Signs Have No Further Use.

If It Is Practiced By A Man Of Taste, The Photograph Will Have The Appearance Of Art (but) The Photographer Must...intervene As Little As Possible, So As Not To Lose The Objective Charm Which It Naturally Possesses.