The American annual of photography . perfection, and this littleessay is intended for the photographer who in his life and inhis work has reached the point where his love for expressivebeauty has transcended that of perfunctory operation of shut-ter and lens. It is not intended to say to you be ever seri-ous or be ever comic, since strict adherence to eitherwould lead to a despised conventionality—but to wish thatyou would love your instrument more, and use it with greaterrespect, so that you may ever realize that humility is the pathto greatness; that you may also remember that one day a rain
The American annual of photography . perfection, and this littleessay is intended for the photographer who in his life and inhis work has reached the point where his love for expressivebeauty has transcended that of perfunctory operation of shut-ter and lens. It is not intended to say to you be ever seri-ous or be ever comic, since strict adherence to eitherwould lead to a despised conventionality—but to wish thatyou would love your instrument more, and use it with greaterrespect, so that you may ever realize that humility is the pathto greatness; that you may also remember that one day a rain-drop fell from a spring cloud, and seeing the wide expanseof the sea was shamed. Where the sea is, it reflected;where am I ? Compared with that, forsooth, I am thus regarding itself with an eye of contempt, an oystertook it to its bosom, and fate so shaped its course thateventually the raindrop became a famous royal pearl. It wasexalted, for it was humble. Knocking at the door of extinc-tion, it became existent. 248. PIEDMONT ROAD. Edgar A. Cohen.
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