[1901 – 1990] (Eliot Furness Porter) American photographer best known for his intimate color photographs of nature
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You learn to see by practice. It's just like playing tennis, you get better the more you play. The more you look around at things, the more you see. The more you photograph, the more you realize what can be photographed and what can't be photographed. You just have to keep doing it.
Sometimes you can tell a large story with a tiny subject.
But before all else a work of art is the creation of love. Love for the subject first and for the medium second. Love is the fundamental necessity underlying the need to create, underlying the emotion that gives it form, and from which grows the unfinished product that is presented to the world. Love is the general criterion by which the rare photograph is judged. It must contain it to be not less than the best of which the photographer is capable.
My emotions, instincts, and interests are all with nature.
I do not photograph for ulterior purposes. I photograph for the thing itself—for the photograph—without consideration of how it may be used.
I don't think it’s necessary to put your feelings about photography in words. I’ve read things that photographers have written for exhibitions and so forth about their subjective feelings about photography and mostly I think it’s disturbing. I think they’re fooling themselves very often. They’re just talking, they’re not saying anything.
Every photograph that is made whether by one who considers himself a professional, or by the tourist who points his snapshot camera and pushes a button, is a response to the exterior world, to something perceived outside himself by the person who operates the camera.
Photography is a strong tool, a propaganda device, and a weapon for the defense of the environment...and therefore for the fostering of a healthy human race and even very likely for its survival.
from "In Wildness of the Preservation of the World, Selections and Photographs by Eliot Porter" - 1962
Nature should be viewed without distinction. All her processes and evolutions are beautiful or ugly to the unbiased undiscriminating observer. She makes no choice herself—everything that happens has equal significance.
Photographs are believed more than words; thus they can be used persuasively to show people who have never taken the trouble to look what is there.
The camera offers a way of sublimating the indefinable longing that is aroused in me by close association with birds.
Much is missed if we have eyes only for the bright colors. Nature should be viewed without distinction... She makes no choice herself; everything that happens has equal significance. Nothing can be dispensed with. This is a common mistake that many people make: They think that half of nature can be destroyed—the uncomfortable half—while still retaining the acceptable and the pleasing side.
