Creative Beauty

in a shopping center around midnight . . . normal film, abnormal waterbath processing . . . everyone thinks they need infrared film to make things glow . . . nope, it just takes some imagination . . . so much for a fraction of a second, though . . . the exposure time for this one was around fifteen minutes as I recall

To take photographs is to hold one’s breath when all faculties converge in the face of fleeing reality. It is at that moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy.

To take photographs means to recognize—simultaneously and within a fraction of a second—both the fact itself and the rigorous organization of visually perceived forms that give it meaning. It is putting one’s head, one’s eye, and one’s heart on the same axis.

As far as I am concerned, taking photographs is a means of understanding which cannot be separated from other means of visual expression. It is a way of shouting, of freeing oneself, not of proving or asserting one’s originality. It is a way of life.

Henri Cartier-Bresson


Okay, so I couldn’t keep from reading the wrong books.