#photo

Before, I'd photograph anything. I didn't think there was anything more or less obscene about any part of the body. ↗

— Jock Sturges

#any #anything #before #body #i

I just yesterday returned from a trip where I photographed a woman with two children whom I photographed first when she was the age of the older of the two children. ↗

— Jock Sturges

#children #first #i #just #older

I know the families that I photograph extremely well, and I've known them for a very long time. ↗

— Jock Sturges

#families #i #know #known #long

The transactions between me and the people that I photograph are very, very collaborative. ↗

— Jock Sturges

#collaborative #i #me #people #photograph

There are photographs that I don't take now that I previously would have taken without any thought at all as to any misinterpretations. ↗

— Jock Sturges

#i #now #photographs #previously #take

Quite a lot of the girls I get photographed with are just friends and then, according to the papers, I have, like, 7,000 girlfriends. ↗

— Harry Styles

#friends #get #girlfriends #i #just

Photographers and reporters are mostly after me. They want to know what I read and what I'm like and I don't really know myself, so how can I tell them? ↗

— James Taylor

#how #i #know #like #me

A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away. ↗

— Eudora Welty

#photography #running

Sometimes one waits too long for the perfect moment before snapping the picture. You never realize that you needed was to change perspective. ↗

— Miguel Syjuco

#perspective #photography #change

When I was in school, I wanted to be W. Eugene Smith. He was a legendary staffer at Life, a consummate photojournalist, and an architect of the photo essay. He was also kinda crazy. That was obvious when he came to lecture at Syracuse University and put a glass of milk and a glass of vodka on the lectern. Both were gone at the end of the talk. He was taking questions and I was in the front row, hanging on every word. Mr. Smith, is the only good light available light?” came the question. He leaned into the microphone. “Yes,” he baritoned, and paused. A shudder ran through all of us. That was it! No more flash! God’s light or nothing! But then he leaned back into the mic, “By that, I mean, any &*%%@$ light that’s available.” Point taken. ↗

— Joe McNally

#life