Teleology is like a mistress to a biologist: he cannot live without her but he's unwilling to be seen with her in public.
Color is very much about atmosphere and emotion and the feel of a place.
Photograph because you love doing it, because you absolutely have to do it, because the chief reward is going to be the process of doing it. Other rewards - recognition, financial remuneration - come to so few and are so fleeting. . . Take photography on as a passion, not a career.
I only know how to approach a place by walking. For what does a street photographer do but walk and watch and wait and talk, and then watch and wait some more, trying to remain confident that the unexpected, the unknown, or the secret heat of the known awaits just around the corner.
Ultimately, the reward is the process - the process of photographing and discovering and trying to understand why and what am I photographing.
There is something about the light, the heat (physical and perhaps metaphysical), the vibrancy of street life, and the rawness and disjointedness of much of the tropical world that has moved and disturbed me - in places where the indigenous culture is often transformed by an external northern culture (sometimes my own. . . I suspect that one has a few serious creative obsessions in life. I certainly cannot seem to escape this one.
The viewer is yet another eye that is part of the compact that makes a photograph what it is.
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction. The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. The hyper real.
Necessity can set me helpless on my back, but she cannot keep me there; nor can four walls limit my vision.
I try to get up every day.
Speech remains as a slave to you, but the moment it leaves your mouth, you become its slave.