When reflecting back on life, I see glimpses of vague memories strung together. While the details dissipate, the experience has bonded to my senses. The smell of the rain, the chill of the cold glass, the warmth of the sunlight on my back and the dreams I once imagined. And while the small moments in my childhood seemed so insignificant at the time, they are some how bound to my subconscious, shaping my adulthood. These silhouettes represent the brief moments in early life that stick out in your memory decades later.