…although her mouth uttered fond words, her eyes spoke only venom.
I never have taken a picture I’ve intended. They’re always better or worse.
There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.
Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.
When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around bare trees and twists in between husbands and wives asleep in their beds. It shakes the shingles from the roofs and sifts through cracks in the plaster. The only green things left are...
Only the poet can look beyond the detail and see the whole picture.
To do a ‘Bond’ picture is a blessing but also a curse.
My process of working is that I don’t create a picture, I find it.
I picture the vast realm of the sciences as an immense landscape scattered with patches of dark and light. The goal towards which we must work is either to extend the boundaries of the patches of light, or to increase their number. One of these tasks falls to the creative genius; the other requires a...
He was like one of those pictures full of small errors, the kind you could only pick out by searching the image from every angle, and even then, a few always slipped by. On the surface, Eli seemed perfectly normal, but now and then Victor would catch a crack, a sideways glance, a moment when...
There’s a reason you don’t have pictures of your work area at sweet home.
I saw Tequila Sunrise as a romantic picture with complex, bigger than life characters.