We were all newcomers once, some with little more than dreams of a new life, and many of us depended upon the goodness of those who arrived before. We like to forget and imagine how self made we are.

Subjective reality and a colour shift St. Lawrence River, colours supplied by 30 year old Ektachrome.

Where the creek runs magenta and the foliage is purple and green.

Summer games. The film, a 4x5 Ektachrome slide, expired nearly 30 years before I exposed it last summer. Badly stored and abused, much like a cherished memory, it tells more of how I saw the lake and play than how it appeared to the eye.