“I like long distance running, it’s like photography in some ways. I think anytime you’re in solitude for three or four hours and physically pressed, your mind tends to be liberated somewhat. I just find that I wander off into my own world.”
[excerpt from alone with michael kenna; interesting interview here]
Michael Kenna, Full Moonrise, Chausey Islands, France, 2007 (+)
Colita, Dias Laborales: Puerto de Barcelona, 1966
Colita, Dias Laborables, Regreso, 1964
Hiroshi Sugimoto, Tlalpan Chapel, 2002 [Architecture of Time, p. 103]
Robert Doisneau, La Sonnette, 1934 (A Photographer’s Life, pl. 84)
Willy Ronis, Venise Fondamenta Nueva,, 1959
Bertrand Fleuret — via & more — site
[you can download the whole .pdf file]
“I am alone. Walking at random. Wandering, as if at random,...
Peter Upward.
August Strindberg.
From The Lodger, Alfred Hitchcock, 1927.