These photos were the rejected images from our family album that my parents kept private from me, from a time before I was brought into their lives. There is something about finding intimate images of your parents that turns them into strangers. Who is that woman who looks like she had too many cocktails in the woods? They reveal an everyday history. In light of this new discovery, I began creating new images derived from these photos, based on my childhood perception of my parents, privileging the conceptual mechanism of cognition over visibility. These images engage the act of remembering to consider what is buried and what is revealed over time.