I dream that someday the step between my mind and my finger will no longer be needed. And that simply by blinking my eyes, I shall make pictures. Then, I think, I shall really have become a photographer.
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Nationality: American Type: Photographer Born: December 6, 1898 Death: August 25, 1995 |
America is simultaneously the most attractive and most repulsive place on the planet. It is most loved and most hated.
When I was in my early 20s, my dream was to write mystery novels. I wanted to do what my favourite crime writer, Ross Macdonald, did - crank out a book a year. The only problem - and it was a considerable one - was that I stank.

