[b. 1954] English novelist
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Photographs were more than my livelihood. They were part of my life. The way light fell on a surface never failed to tug at my imagination. The way that one picture, a single snapshot, could capture the essence of a time and place, a city, a war, a human being was embedded in my consciousness.
Caught in the Light by Robert Goddard
Photographs don’t discriminate between the living and the dead. In the fragments of time and shards of light that compose them, everyone is equal. Now you see us; now you don’t. It doesn’t matter whether you look through a camera lens and press the shutter. It doesn’t even matter whether you open your eyes or close them. The pictures are always there. And so are the people in them.
One day, one second, I might close the shutter on the perfect photograph. There was always the chance, so long as there was film in the camera.
