Donna Ferrato
[Photographer, b. 1949, Waltham, Massachusetts, lives in New York.]
I certainly don’t want to rely on Corbis or Getty to really help photographers. They’re our enemies. Those people who want to buy up our archives and are buying out these agencies, these are the mortal enemies to photographers today. And I wish that photographers could find some other way to go instead of selling their heart and souls to those guys, because those guys are morally corrupt, they're bankrupt.
Penelope Umbrico
[Photographer, b. 1957, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, lives in New York.]
You get the camera. You see that the sky getting a little darker. You imagine there might be color in the sky. You might go to the place where you could see more sky, and everybody’s doing this at this moment. And instead of sitting there, and really enjoying that sunset, you’re snapping it.
Philip Jones Griffiths
[Photojournalist, b. 1936, Rhuddian, Wales, d. 2008, London.]
What we get to think and know about the world is in the hands of a very few... A truly informed public is antithetical to the interests of modern consumer capital.
Diane Arbus
[Photographer, b. 1923, New York, d. 1971, New York.]
My favorite thing is to go where I’ve never been.
Dorothea Lange
[Photographer, b. 1895, Hoboken, New Jersey, d. 1965, San Francisco.]
Sentiment and sentimentality, they are difficult concepts to manage.
Jean Baudrillard
[Writer and theorist, b. 1929, Reims, France, d. 2007, Paris.]
Every photographed object is merely the trace left behind by the disappearance of all the rest. It is an almost perfect crime, an almost total resolution of the world, which merely leave the illusion of a particular object shining forth, the image of which then becomes an impenetrable enigma.
David Hockney
[Artist, b. 1937, Bradford, England, lives in Bridlington, Yorkshire; London; and Los Angeles.]
It’s time to debate images, especially when someone’s going to prison for downloading them.
Christo (Christo Vladimirov Javacheff)
[Artist, b. 1935, Gabrova, Bulgaria, lives in New York.]
Two Nazi commandos defended the Reichstag like mad, step by step, floor by floor, with the same lack of purpose as the Russians who lost two thousand men in attempting to take hold of it. I have the feeling that they were sacrificed for a mere photograph, the famous photograph of the Russian soldier waving the Soviet flag on the roof of the Reichstag.
