Unlike photojournalism, where the photographer “chases after the events”, a major part of photography is about waiting.
A sort of floatation in space and time.
Sometimes it seems as if the photographer is moving in zero gravity.
Like an astronaut, exploring at minimum speed the present and daily
world around him.
I’d say that much of photography is like falling slowly (in slow
motion). Like the dust that comes to rest on things, so the silver of
the film and the paper creates a new reality, a grid that holds, dilates
and expands over time.
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