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Walk Towards the Light

Three quotes from some old school photographers, and three pictures from me...







“Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.”

Henri Cartier-Bresson

“A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you, the less you know.” 

Diane Arbus

“Photography is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality.” 

Alfred Stieglitz






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Liam Lee said…
wonderful quotes and wonderful photography!

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