Charis Wilson
[Model, b. 1914, San Francisco, d. 2009, Santa Cruz, California.]

 Usually when people got to know us a little, someone would look very seriously and say, “Would you mind telling me how— what it was that brought you two together?” And Edward [Weston] would give an anticipatory smirk and say, “Sex.” 

Brian Duffy
[Photographer, b. 1933, London, d. 2010, London.]

 I thought, Gawd this looks dead easy compared to the drawing lark. I’ll give this a whiz. Take up photography as an easy way to make money. Just my sort of thing—women, gadgets, clothes—I must have a go at it. 

Doug Aitken
[Artist, b. 1968, Redondo Beach, California, lives in Los Angeles.]

 I am fascinated by the indecisive moment and the peripheral view. 

Ben Shahn
[Photographer and artist, b. 1898, Kovno, Russia (now Kaunas, Lithuania), d. 1969, New York.]

 I became interested in photography when I found my own sketching was inadequate. 

Catherine Opie
[Photographer, b. 1961, Sandusky, Ohio, lives in Los Angeles.]

 I wanted to push the whole realm of beauty and elegance, but also to make people scared out of their wits. 

Anders Petersen
[Photographer, b. 1944, Solna, Sweden, lives in Stockholm.]

 That 15th of a second. Once you’ve been there, you keep on wanting to get back. 

Joel-Peter Witkin
[Photographer, b. 1939, Brooklyn, New York, lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico.]

 My first conscious recollection was when I was 6 years old. It happened on a Sunday when my mother was escorting my twin brother and me down the steps of the tenement where we lived. We were going to church. While walking through the hallway to the entrance of the building, we heard an incredible crash mixed with screaming and cries for help. The accident had involved three cars, all with families in them. Somehow, in the confusion, I was no longer holding my mother’s hand. At the place where I stood at the curb, I could see something rolling from one of the overturned cars. It stopped at the curb where I stood. It was the head of a little girl. I bent down to touch the face, to ask it—but before I could touch it—someone carried me away. 

Sandy Skoglund
[Photographer, b. 1946, Quincy, Massachusetts, lives in Jersey City, New Jersey.]

 The idea of making [conceptual] art was not a good way to approach things... Instead I saw myself as trying to make something that my relatives could understand. 
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