Inside Movement There Is One Moment In

In Photography, The Smallest Thing Can Become A Big Subject, An Insignificant Human Detail Can Become A Leitmotiv. We See And We Make Seen As A Witness To The World Around Us; The Event, In Its Natural Activity, Generates An Organic Rhythm Of Forms.

To Me, Photography Is The Simultaneous Recognition, In A Fraction Of A Second, Of The Significance Of An Event As Well As Of A Precise Organization Of Forms Which Give That Event Its Proper Expression. And This Organization, This Precision, Will Always Escape You, If You Do Not Appreciate What A Picture Is, If You Do Not Understand That The Composition, The Logic, The Equilibrium Of The Surfaces And Values Are The Only Ways Of Giving Meaning To All That Is Continuously Appearing And Vanishing Before Our Very Eyes.

What Do You Think I'm A Professor Of? The Little Finger? (on Offers Of Honorary Doctorates.)

Photographier: C'est Mettre Sur La Meme Ligne De Mire La Tete, L'oeil Et Le Coeur.

To Me, Photography Is The Simultaneous Recognition, In A Fraction Of A Second, Of The Significance Of An Event.