To photograph is to hold one's breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It's at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy.
Henri Cartier-Bresson
What are you doing?
Gone fishin’
Maybe there was still hope for them, after all.
She was as beautiful as ever.
The party was over.
Are you sure you want to do this?
Not an easy look to achieve.
None of this really matters.
I’ve never felt so free in all my life.
He did not have the talent to be anyone other than himself.