I see that all of us who live are nothing but images or insubstantial shadow.
You must give birth to your images. They are the future waiting to be born.
Historically, you've had really muddy, unforgiving, unintentional images of black people.
Combine your mental images with the emotion of desire to accelerate their realization.
Embracing and rejecting tradition, bound and liberated by faith, torn between obscurantism and reason, self-assured and self-critical, they were a kaleidoscope of fragments, positions held and abandoned, images formed and shattered, God-fearing Jew, God-denying Jew, passionate and indifferent, hero and villain, yea-sayer, nay-sayer.
As sonic journalists, we were increasingly becoming bombarded with global images. It was the early idea of the cut-up, the idea of images being juxtapositioned, which we were doing with sound. That was the early days of samples.
Steal moments of happiness if you have to, and then collect them until they are the dominant images in your psyche.
Whether I like it or not, most of my images of what various historical periods feel, smell, or sound like were acquired well before I set foot in any history class. They came from Margaret Mitchell, from Anya Seton, from M. M. Kaye, and a host of other authors, in their crackly plastic library bindings. Whether historians acknowledge it or not, scholarly history’s illegitimate cousin, the historical novel, plays a profound role in shaping widely held conceptions of historical realities.
The images are visual, auditory, olfactory, kinesthetic. They aren't laid down on the same tracks as thought. And sometimes, when they return to you, it is as if you feel them for the very first time. Memory lives on in the details, like the color of a room, a tone of a voice, the touch of a child, the smell of a man.
You need to learn to see and compose. The more time you waste worrying about your equipment the less time you'll have to put into creating great images. Worry about your images, not your equipment.
New York waiters, probably the surliest in the Western world. . . are better images of their city than that journalistic favorite the taxi driver.
By the time a man is 35 he knows that the images of the right man, the tough man, the true man which he received in high school do not work in life.
I've found even after nearly 30 years of doing this, there are all kinds of new surprises that rear their heads at various times and I truly believe that 51% of the images, success takes place in the darkroom.
For seven years ancient Israel could not be stopped in the Joshua book. I have found this to be a great imagery and analogy for the Christian life. As Christians, we have the same images. We've come out of Egypt (been saved) we've crossed over, and Jesus Christ is our Moses and our Joshua.
Before he has seen the whole, how unusually perceptive and imaginative the person must be to evolve the entire sequence by meditating on its single, pair or triplet of essential images.
How can such deep-imprinted images sleep in us at times, till a word, a sound, awake them?
There are plenty of images of women in science fiction. There are hardly any women.
We need images and myths through which we can see who we are and what we might become.
All of the images of Jesus and of the kingdom are small things: be a light in the darkness.
Television's very dependent on images. That's not what news is.