In my mind I needed a symbol of today's technology, and I realized that what I wanted to photograph was the Space Shuttle. And so that's where Places of Power came into being.

For me the printing process is part of the magic of photography. It's that magic that can be exciting, disappointing, rewarding and frustrating all in the same few moments in the darkroom.

I really don't have any secrets. I've never met a photographer whose work I respected that had a secret because the secret lies within each and every one of us.

When I'm about ready to press the cable release on the View camera, I've tried to anticipate some of the challenges I'm going to encounter in the darkroom.

I find the single most valuable tool in my darkroom is my trash can

Whatever it takes to get the image to reach that level is what that photographer needs to do.

So to me it's very similar in terms of trying to distill within the image, those elements that are gonna form, hopefully, a compelling visual statement.

I support any procedure that allows photographers to express themselves, whether that involves color, black and white, platinum, palladium and digital technology.

Pictures you have taken have an influence on those that you are going to make. That's life!

It's not a question of getting the opportunities, it's a question of noticing that opportunities are there.

I make photographs and still make photographs of the natural environment. It's a love because that was part of my life before I was involved in photography.

Opportunities are everywhere. The question is who is going to take advantage of them.

So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.

Natural gas is a feedstock in basically every industrial process.

An honest man will continue to be so though surrounded on all sides by rogues.

...wanting things for the wrong reasons can turn anyone's life into a marshmallow on a stick over a hot fire: impossibly messy and eventually consumed, one way or another.

I do not believe I could have built FedEx without the skills I learned from the Marine Corps.

The jury had down right contempt for punk rock grass roots ethics.

Notice to step out of time into eternity.

Looking behind, I am filled with gratitude. Looking forward, I am filled with vision. Looking upwards, I am filled with strength. Looking within, I discover peace.

Either a mother and daughter know each other very well or they are strangers.