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Often what is only half seen, darkly, is clearer and more transparent to the heart than a ‘better’ photo. I’m thinking again of Winogrand’s picture from a car in Utah, 1964. The trick is that you aren’t making photos, you are making emotions in someone else’s chest and the photo is a tool (the camera is even further removed). The apocalyptic death of a beast under fractured light with a gathering darkness would have been destroyed by a better picture. Who cares about technique? What happened to the beast?
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Why have so many photographers wanted to see in black and white? Is it hubris? Is it the need for power? Tradition? Romanticism? Or did they just forget the settings? Cameras can be very confusing.
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Who was the greatest? Surely it’s Winogrand. I want every picture of his to be my picture. When he succeeded, he was infallible, we was unnatural. And even as he failed at the end, Sophoclean, he failed with a magic Dionysian dignity. The thing to admire most was his graphic sense.
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They will always think it’s easy. It’s just operating a machine. And such an easy machine. Just one button really. Make sure you thank them, they’ve just handed you your freedom.
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What separates you from everyone else on Flickr? Nothing. Stop caring.
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I can’t think when I’m shooting. This can be distilled to: stop seeing psychoanalysts and forget yourself.
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Fuck light.
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Photography is the constant breaking of the fourth wall. As if one of the audience had run on stage. The actors take it in stride, the show cannot help but go on.
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