Some years ago I purchased a Curtis photograph of Plains Indians on horseback, moving with travois across an immense landscape of grasses.
…I had not seen the photograph before. It struck me with such force that
tears came to my eyes. I felt that I was looking into a memory in my blood…
There is a quality to the image, the composition, the invisible plane beyond
the surface of the scene that is ineffable. It is a quality that informs the greatest art, and it is the standard in the Curtis photographs…”