Existence is no more than the precarious attainment of relevance in an intensely mobile flux of past, present, and future.
It is easier to endure than to change. But once one has changed, what was endured is hard to recall.
All understanding begins with our not accepting the world as it appears.
To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.