“We were in the shadow of the mountains, the light was cool and quiet and no wind was stirring. The aspen trunks were slightly greenish and the leaves were a vibrant yellow.”

Landscape photography is the supreme test of the photographer – and often the supreme disappointment.

A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words.

It is the photographer, not the camera, that is the instrument.

I believe the world is incomprehensibly beautiful – an endless prospect of magic and wonder.

Millions of men have lived to fight, build palaces and boundaries, shape destinies and societies; but the compelling force of all times has been the force of originality and creation profoundly affecting the roots of human spirit.

Photograph not only what you see but also what you feel.

A great photograph is one that fully expresses what one feels, in the deepest sense, about what is being photographed.

The only things in my life that compatibly exists with this grand universe are the creative works of the human spirit.

The negative is comparable to the composer’s score and the print to its performance. Each performance differs in subtle ways.

There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.

Art is both the taking and giving of beauty, the turning out to the light of the inner folds of the awareness of the spirit.

The negative is the score, and the print the performance.

Bad weather makes for good photography.

You don’t take a photograph, you make it.

When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.

The artist and the photographer seek the mysteries and the adventure of experience in nature.