A Lake That Is Noisy Cannot Reflect

When Art Is Defined By Damien Hirst And Jeff Koons, You've Got A Society That's Impoverished.

Part Of The Difficulty In Trying To Be Both An Artist And A Businessperson Is This: You Make A Picture Because You Have Seen Something Beyond Price; Then You Are To Turn And Assign To Your Record Of It A Cash Value. If The Selling Is Not Necessarily A Contradiction Of The Truth In The Picture, It Is So Close To Being A Contradiction—and The Truth Is Always In Shades Of Gray-that You Are Worn Down By The Threat.

Beauty, Which I Admit To Being In Pursuit Of, Is An Extremely Suspect Word Among Many In The Art World. But I Don't Think You Can Get Along Without It. It's The Confirmation Of Meaning In Life.

At Our Best And Most Fortunate We Make Pictures Because Of What Stands Before Our Camera, To Honor What Is Greater And More Interesting Than We Are. We Never Accomplish This Perfectly, Though In Return We Are Given Something Perfect--a Sense Of Inclusion. Our Subject Thus Redefines Us, And Is Part Of The Biography By Which We Want To Be Known.

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.