Dennis Oppenheim
[Artist, b. 1938, Electric City, Washington, d. 2011, New York.]
You can’t understand how strange it was to be a sculptor who exhibited photographs.
(On exhibitions of his “earthworks” and land art pieces.) 
Steve Edwards
[Writer and photohistorian, lives in London.]
There is nothing any more but surface. Representation is all there is and can ever be. There, simply, can be no outside to this endless round of meaningless meaning. What we experience as reality is, in reality, the reality effect. The age of a life beyond the image has gone forever. Now, all we can know are media projections, the beams of flickering images, and the whirr of tape heads.
Wright Morris
[Writer and photographer, b. 1910, Central City, Nebraska, d. 1998, Mill Valley, California.]
If I have the photograph, I can dispense with the artifact.
Constantin Brâncu?i
[Sculptor, b. 1876, Hobi?a, Romania, d. 1957, Paris.]
Why write [about my art]? Why not just show the photographs?
Richard Prince
[Artist, b. 1949, Panama Canal Zone, lives in New York.]
... maybe re-photographing a picture is like fucking a picture. There is something sexual about standing behind a camera and staring at another picture. It’s hard to explain. It’s like you’ve captured it. Even before you’ve taken it. Before you press the shutter.
Cindy Sherman
[Artist, b. 1954, Glen Ridge, New Jersey, lives in New York.]
Truthfully, I’m a little sick of these pictures [the Untitled Film Stills]—it’s hard for me to get excited about them anymore. It’s funny to see some of them now. Throughout my life, I’ve tried to keep looking different, so my hair has been all different colors, all lengths and styles. As a result, a lot of these characters look like me in the periods of my life since I shot the Film Stills... Occasionally I’ve felt that as I’ve gotten older I’ve come to look more like some of them. It’s kind of scary—I was always trying to look like older women.
Arnold Newman
[Photographer, b. 1918, New York, d. 2006, New York.]
Photography, as we all know, is not real at all. It is an illusion of reality with which we create our own private world.
Carl Andre
[Sculptor and writer, b. 1935, Quincy, Massachusetts, lives in New York.]
I’m afraid we get a great deal of our exposure to art through magazines and through slides and I think this is dreadful, this is anti-art because art is direct experience with something in the world and photography is just a rumor, a kind of pornography of art.
