Recently, I have been exploring the idea of the subconscious and working from memory. Paying attention to my dreams, I began to notice a recurrent theme of images from early childhood. Having moved from the country to Levittown in the mid-60’s at the age of 7, I was amazed at the uniformity in the landscape around me. Approaching Levittown, which was surrounded by harvested fields back then, were undulating hills covered with similar houses, your choice of three colors alternating in uninterrupted pattern, as far as the eye could see. It may be that our early impressions are made more vivid by the simple fact we have had fewer of them. Our brains are uncrowded. I found myself dreaming about the landscape of those days, even though they had nothing to do with my actual experiences there. I don’t care to deconstruct any of the dreams, but I am interested in tapping the imagery. I am not concerned with historical accuracy, but in the emotions caused by living in such a place at an early age.