Art and accident are one.

Art accepts what it finds.

Reality is greater than our dreams.

Choice and chance structure art and nature.

Ideas and art are the possibility of an answer tomorrow.

We work for that part of our vision which is uncompleted.

In total acceptance, almost everything becomes a revelation.

The Art of Vermeer must have been there on the morning of creation.

Photography is a distributive act leading to a privileged condition.

Art is the splendor of reality before everything has become meaning.

Some speak of a return to nature, I wonder where they could have been?

Everything is shared by everything else; there are no discontinuities.

My photographs are not pure: they are a seething wealth of imperfection.

Words represent images: nothing can be said for which there is no image.

Ideas and thoughts collide and sort themselves out in these fruitful collisions.

Life itself is not the reality. We are the ones who put life into stones and pebbles.

The coherent way of investigating any field is to examine its possible relatedness to other things.

The only way to understand something is to be confronted by something that is difficult to understand.

Art is not arbitrary. A fine painting is not there by accident; it is not arrived at by chance. We are sensitive to tonalities.

The field of action of a photograph should be that chessboard of the heart and mind upon which poetry and art have always operated

Poetic and speculative photographs can result if one works carefully and accurately, yet letting chance relationships have full play.

If I could find them (assemblages) in nature I would photograph them. I make them because through photography I have a knowledge of things that can't be found.

The smallest modification of tonality affects structure. Some things have to be rather large, but elegance is the presentation of things in their minimum dimensions.

... art is images you carry. You cannot carry nature with you, but you carry images of nature. When you go out to make a picture you find you are moved by something which is in agreement with an image you already held within yourself.

I could take a cow and implant a camera in it and let it amble around the city or in its own domain (I say a cow because a human being I would not trust). If the camera was programmed to go off at an indeterminate series of moments, the samplings would be fantastic.

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