Frederick Sommer
[Photographer, b. 1905, Angri, Italy, d. 1999, Prescott, Arizona.]

 Life itself is not the reality. We are the ones who put life into stones and pebbles. 
 My [photographs] are not pure: they are a seething wealth of imperfection. 
 Art is the splendor of reality before everything has become meaning. 
 Art and accident are one. Art accepts what it finds. 
 Words represent images: nothing can be said for which there is no image. 
 Poetic and speculative photographs can result if one works carefully and accurately, yet letting chance relationships have full play. 
 There is nothing to see, nothing featured; what’s the matter with you? (Sommer’s summary of how others view his landscape photographs) 
 The world of art and the world of science are interested in evidence and verification. 
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