|During supper intermission at the Glyndebourne Opera, members of the audience often picnic on the lawn. I was pleased I made so horizontal a composition work, but it's the juxtaposition of evening dress with the rustic setting that's important. It's reality, not composition, that is startling. But what reality? The sky is not blue. The grass is not green. Nothing moves. And yet, the photograph is an accurate record of the scene. That's an accurate inaccuracy-a paradox-and a bit of a mystery.
From As I See It