go in over your head, not just up to your neck.
DOROTHEA LANGEgo in over your head, not just up to your neck.
DOROTHEA LANGEI realize more and more what it takes to be a really good photographer. You go in over your head, not just up to your neck.
DOROTHEA LANGETo know ahead of time what you’re looking for means you’re then only photographing your own preconceptions, which is very limiting, and often false.
DOROTHEA LANGEA documentary photograph is not a factual photograph.
DOROTHEA LANGEWe know by now how to photograph poor people. What we don’t know is how to photograph affluence – whose other face is poverty.
DOROTHEA LANGEThe good photograph is not the object, the consequences of the photograph are the objects.
DOROTHEA LANGELife, for people, begins to crumble on the edges; they don’t realize it.
DOROTHEA LANGEThis benefit of seeing…can come only if you pause a while, extricate yourself from the maddening mob of quick impressions ceaselessly battering our lives, and look thoughtfully at a quiet image…the viewer must be willing to pause, to look again, to meditate.
DOROTHEA LANGEThat frame of mind that you need to make fine pictures of a very wonderful subject, you cannot do it by not being lost yourself.
DOROTHEA LANGEYou know there are moments such as these when time stands still and all you do is hold your breath and hope it will wait for you.
DOROTHEA LANGEIt is no accident that the photographer becomes a photographer any more than the lion tamer becomes a lion tamer.
DOROTHEA LANGENo country has ever closely scrutinized itself visually.
DOROTHEA LANGEWhile there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see.
DOROTHEA LANGEYou put your camera around your neck along with putting on your shoes, and there it is, an appendage of the body that shares your life with you.
DOROTHEA LANGEPhotography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still.
DOROTHEA LANGEOurs is a time of the machine, and ours is a need to know that the machine can be put to creative human effort. If not, the machine can destroy us.
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