The Only Burden You Have

Still Photographs Often Differ From Life More By Their Silence Than By The Immobility Of Their Subjects. Landscape Pictures Tend To Converge With Life, However, On Summer Nights, When The Sounds Outside, After We Call In Children And Close Garage Doors, Are Small - The Whir Of Moths, The Snap Of A Stick.

No One, Though Has To Go To College To Make Or Understand Or Enjoy Art. Wonderful Artists And Critics - Some Of The Best - Have Educated Themselves.

I've Been So Lonely Trying To Become A Photographer. If I'd Known That Before, I Don't Know If I Had The Courage To Do It Again. You Get To A Point Where You Feel That You Have Something That Is Your Own. And If You Don't Find An Audience For It, You Are Going To Burst.

The Thing That Keeps You Scrambling Over The Rocks, Risking Snakes, And Swatting At The Flies Is The View. It Is Only Your Enjoyment Of And Commitment To What You See, Not To What You Rationally Understand, That Balances The Otherwise Absurd Investment Of Labor.

The Only Freedom We've Got Is Not To React To Anything, But To Turn Within And Know The Truth.