My thinking has been deeply affected by the belief that
everything is some form of radiant energy."
- Wynn Bullock (1905 - 1975)
- Ruth Bernhard (1905 - 2006)
- Minor White (1908 - 1976)
Quoted in The Aesthetic Theories Of Minor White,
by Stuart Oring
- Milan Kundera (1929 - )
"The tides of time should be able to imprint the passing of the years on an object. The physical decay or natural wear and tear of the materials used does not in the least detract from the visual appeal, rather it adds to it. It is the changes of texture and color that provide the space for the imagination to enter and become more involved with the devolution of the piece. Whereas modern design often uses inorganic materials to defy the natural ageing effects of time, wabi sabi embraces them and seeks to use this transformation as an integral part of the whole. This is not limited to the process of decay, but can also be found at the moment of inception, when life is taking its first fragile steps toward becoming."
- Italo Calvino (1923 - 1985)
If on a Winter's Night a Traveler
- Ramana Maharshi (1879 - 1950)
"In a forest of a hundred thousand trees,
no two leaves are alike.
And no two journeys along
the same path are alike."
- Paulo Coelho (1947 - )
Aleph
- Michael Frame (1951 - )
Geometry of Grief
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
- Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)
- Henry Fox Talbot (1800 - 1877)
Some Account of the Art of Photogenic Drawing
- Jon Kabat-Zinn (1944 - )
"As long as I live,
I'll hear waterfalls and
birds and winds sing.
I'll interpret the rocks,
learn the language of flood,
storm, and the avalanche.
I'll acquaint myself with the
glaciers and wild gardens,
and get as near the heart
of the world as I can"
- John Muir (1838 - 1914)
- Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
- Thomas Merton (1915 - 1968)
- Paul Strand (1890 - 1976)
Postscript. These images were all captured within minutes of each other in a garage near a local farmer's market this past weekend, as I was waiting for my wife to gather our grocery bags to go shopping. I have written before about how mesmerizing the "abstract cacophony" of shimmering reflections off car's hoods and hubcaps are to a photographer's eye 😊 What is hard to express in words (though I'm obviously trying, obliquely), is how joyful these few minutes' worth of prancing back and forth in-between park cars inevitably are to my soul (I look forward to my "light prancing" almost as much as the delicious recipes my wife cooks up with what we gather at the market!) My only regret (as usual) is that all I had with me was an iPhone.
- George Eastman (1854 - 1932)
- Ansel Adams (1902 - 1984)
Letters & Images
- Robert Macfarlane (1976 - )
The Old Ways: A Journey on Foot