Carl Van Vechten (June 17, 1880 – December 21, 1964) was an American writer and artistic photographer who was a patron of the Harlem Renaissance and the literary executor of Gertrude Stein.
Note 4. For these and other reasons the cat is also very hard to photograph. The best photographs are instantaneous, as the mere breathing of a cat will blur the fur in a time exposure.
There are. . . two kinds of people in this world, those who long to be understood and those who long to be misunderstood. It is the irony of life that neither is gratified.
Paris is not a city I should care to approach for the first time after I had passed forty.
The lack of imagination or invention most people display in naming pussies is almost beyond credence.
. . . with a cat you stand on much the same footing that you stand with a fine and dignified friend; if you forfeit his respect and confidence the relationship suffers. The cat, it is well to remember, remains the friend of man because it pleases him to do so and not because he must.
A thing of beauty is a boy forever.
A cat is never vulgar.
Cats have gnosis to a degree that is granted to few bishops.
The cat, it is well to remember, remains the friend of man because it pleases him to do so and not because he must.
Catnip is vodka and whisky to most cats.
The cat is the only animal without visible means of support who still manages to find a living in the city.
Is a little experience too much to pay for learning to know oneself?
One meets the cat in nearly all forms of art. . . curiously enough she is not a conspicuous figure in Roman or Greek art.
The cat seldom interferes with other people's rights. His intelligence keeps him from doing many of the fool things that complicate life.
Cleanliness in the cat world is usually a virtue put above godliness.
Cats seldom make mistakes, and they never make the same mistake twice.
As an inspiration to the author, I do not think the cat can be over-estimated. He suggests so much grace, power, beauty, motion, mysticism. I do not wonder that many writers love cats; I am only surprised that all do not.
I've photographed everybody from Matisse to Isamu Noguchi.