John Fahey “Poor Boy Long Way From Home” 1978.
The further away from the human race I am the better I feel. Even though I write about the human race, the further away from them I am the better I feel. Two inches is great. Two miles is great. Two thousand miles is beautiful. As long as I’m able to eat. They feed me because I feed them. I don’t like to be near them. When somebody even so much as brushes against me with an elbow in a crowd I react. I do not like the human race. I don’t like their heads. I don’t like their faces. I don’t like their feet. I don’t like their conversations. I don’t like their hairdos. I don’t like their automobiles. I don’t like their dogs or their cats or their roses.Photo by Mark Hanauer, 1981
"Without passion, all the skill in the world won’t lift you above craft. Without skill, all the passion in the world will leave you eager but floundering. Combining the two is the essence of the creative life."
-Twyla Tharp, The Creative Habit: Learn It and Use It for Life (via mayshi)
And this equally applies to photography as well: A photographer is someone for whom taking pictures is more difficult than it is for other people.
Means: Photographers, stop whining about Instagram or the “flood of images.” It’s hard to be a photographer not because any of that. It’s because of what it means being a photographer.