Bad Weather Makes For Good Photography.

There Is Nothing Worse Than A Sharp Image Of A Fuzzy Concept.

Ask Yourself, 'why Am I Seeing And Feeling This? How Am I Growing? What Am I Learning?' Remember: Every Coincidence Is Potentially Meaningful.

I Expect To Retire To A Fine-grained Heaven Where The Temperatures Are Always Consistent, Where The Images Slide Before One's Eyes In A Continual Cascade Of Form And Meaning.

The Negative Is Comparable To The Composer's Score And The Print To Its Performance. Each Performance Differs In Subtle Ways.

Now There Is A Big Turnover In The Galleries. The Top Galleries Are Getting Better All The Time. A Lot Of Galleries Just Struggle Along, Then A New One Comes Along. There Are Certainly A Great Number Of Galleries. I Think This Argues Well For The Art But There Are, Of Course, A Lot Of "phonies" In All The Arts.