Occupation: Photographer Birth: April 14, 1912 Death: April 1, 1994
When people talk to me about picture hunters, I very quietly laugh. I'm not a hunter of pictures, I'm a fisher of pictures..
I don't photograph life as it is, but life as I would like it to be..
You've got to struggle against the pollution of intelligence in order to become an animal with very sharp instincts - a sort of intuitive medium - so….
You know, they always say that the photographer is a hunter of images. That is a flattering image, the idea of a hunter, it's virile, acquired power.….
I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea..
Life is short. Forgive quickly. Kiss slowly..
I hate collectors, the ones who take something just for themselves..
A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there-even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three second….
The marvels of daily life are exciting; no movie director can arrange the unexpected that you find in the street..
To freeze time, to hold on to youth, this business makes no sense. It's always time that wins in the end..
For a photographer, the first 70 years are a bit difficult, but after that things get better..
Nowadays people's visual imagination is so much more sophisticated, so much more developed, particularly in young people, that now you can make an im….
I don't usually give out advice or recipes, but you must let the person looking at the photograph go some of the way to finishing it. You should offe….
Chance is the one thing you can't buy. You have to pay for it and you have to pay for it with your life, spending a lot of time, you pay for it with ….
Some days the mere fact of seeing feels like perfect happiness... You feel so rich you long to share your jubilation with others. The memory of such ….
A photographer who made a picture from a splendid moment, an accidental pose of someone or a beautiful scenery, is the finder of a treasure..
If you take photos, don't speak, don't write, don't analyze yourself, and don't answer any questions..
A memory from my youth comes back to me. You go into the woods on a bike, with a girl. There is the smell of heather, you can hear the wind in the fi….
There are days when simply seeing feels like happiness itself....You feel so rich, the elation seems almost excessive and you want to share it.
If I knew how to take a good photograph, I'd do it every time..
The photographer must be absorbent - like a blotter, allow himself to be permeated by the poetic moment... His technique should be like an animal fun….