It's easy to photograph light reflecting from a surface, the truly hard part is capturing the light in the air.
Walker EvansRead
The meaning of quality in photography's best pictures lies written in the language of vision. That language is learned by chance, not system.
Interpretation
Quality in photography comes from an innate understanding of visual language, developed through experience rather than structured learning.
Walker Evans emphasizes that the essence of quality in great photographs is captured in a visual language that transcends formal education. This language is acquired through serendipity and personal experiences rather than through systematic study, suggesting that true artistic vision is often instinctual and unique to each individual photographer.
In practice
During a photography workshop, one could share this quote to inspire participants to trust their instincts.
It's easy to photograph light reflecting from a surface, the truly hard part is capturing the light in the air.
Thatβs my idea of what a portrait ought to be, anonymous and documentary and a straightforward picture of mankind.
It is the way to educate your eye and more. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop.
Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.
It is easy to imagine fantasy as physical and myth as real. We do it almost every moment. We do this as we dream, as we think, and as we cope with the world about us. But these worlds of fantasy that we form into the solid things around us are the source of our discontent. They inspire our search to find ourselves.
I look around, and 50 percent of the big-budget entertainment you are seeing these days is dystopian. This is the era of 'Hunger Games' and blasted landscapes and 'The Walking Dead.'
What I am trying to translate to you is more mysterious, it is entwined in the very roots of being, in the implacable source of sensations.
I never thought fashion was the job for me, because I'm Japanese. Clothes! That was a European, society thing.
I adore art...when I am alone with my notes, my heart pounds and the tears stream from my eyes, and my emotion and my joys are too much to bear.
Sometimes you stumble across a few chords that put you in a reflective place.
Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.
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