Impression Is Not Enough. Design,

These People Live Again In Print As Intensely As When Their Images Were Captured On Old Dry Plates Of Sixty Years Ago... I Am Walking In Their Alleys, Standing In Their Rooms And Sheds And Workshops, Looking In And Out Of Their Windows. Any They In Turn Seem To Be Aware Of Me.

While The Photos At The D.m.v. (new York) Will Still Be Taken In Color, The Engraving Is Done In Grayscale, Hence The Ansel Adams Feel.

The Disciples Are Drawn To The High Altars With Magnetic Certainty, Knowing That A Great Presence Hovers Over The Ranges ... You Were Within The Portals Of The Temple ... To Enter The Wilderness And Seek, In The Primal Patterns Of Nature, A Magical Union With Beauty.

We Either Have Wild Places Or We Don't. We Admit The Spiritual-emotional Validity Of Wild, Beautiful Places Or We Don't. We Have A Philosophy Of Simplicity Of Experience In These Wild Places Or We Don't. We Admit An Almost Religious Devotion To The Clean Exposition Of The Wild, Natural Earth Or We Don't.

I Usually Have An Immediate Recognition Of The Potential Image, And I Have Found That Too Much Concern About Matters Such As Conventional Composition May Take The Edge Off The First Inclusive Reaction.