And this concept doesn’t depend on what you photograph — a portrait, a landscape, a reportage, a war, a wedding, sorrow or laughter. One person creates the image, another looks at it; the world in the print is the world of a human being. Pain and death in a frame move us to compassion, beauty makes us admire the perfection and fragility of creation.

If a photograph doesn’t resonate in our souls, it has failed — light, composition, and talk of technical parameters all matter, but they come second.
Behind every photograph, as behind any true work of art, there must always be a primal source — God, the Universe, the perfect human being. It doesn’t matter what you call it; what matters is that this source represents a world of harmony, beauty, and perfection — free from death, violence, and decay.
That’s what I think about every time I pick up my camera.