[John Witzig] is an astute and widely published cultural analyst. Since day one, his writing and shooting seem to have caused as many waves as they have recorded. He was a maverick. Perhaps more than any other surf commentator, his point of view was the one that most consistently rolled across the fledgling Australian surf scene to wash up on the far-off beaches of the USA.
When I look at John Witzig’s photography of these sessions and the times surrounding them, I almost feel as if I’m looking at surfing’s one really big modern moment. Its Renaissance, if one dares to raise the flag of art. The images look alive, as if they might have been taken yesterday.
LeRoy Grannis’s 1960s images, which are considered seminal, reflected surfing as viewed by a conservative retired phone company employee who diligently, lovingly recorded what was happening in front of him, while Witzig’s images, beginning in the later half of that same period, reflected that he was emotionally and romantically connected to what he was photographing.
The Surfer’s Journal