I was just thinking about him.
My favourite photo of his. He said he took this picture between planks, resting the camera's lens through them. He could not see the picture he was photographing - that's why it's blurry. He could not see the man leaping. An interviewer remarked "that was lucky". Henri replied "It's always luck. It's luck that matters. You have to be receptive, that's all."
I suppose the same can be said of life - can the same be said of writing? Maybe I'm just not very lucky. Not today anyway. Perhaps tomorrow holds more promise.