As I reached adulthood, my relationship with the island grew more complex. Through elementary and high school, Longboat Key was a “school vacation,” that blissful and universal festival that liberates a student. But as I entered college and began my journey towards independence, the gestalt of the experience spurred my photographic pursuits. I became increasingly aware of the passage of time, indicated by my family. No longer was I the youngest of the group, my new title as an uncle finally making an impression on me. My nephews, each unique from one another, inspired me to take photographs.