Although I made this image just after dawn on my first morning at Chautauqua, I use it here as the final image of this gallery because it best symbolizes not only the end of my own journey to Chautauqua, but also the promise of a place rich in possibilities. The boats lying silently at dock on Lake Chautauqua have yet to set sail. I waited for a man taking his early morning walk to move into the small space between the boats and the large tree, and only then did I make this image. Caught in this spot, he walks alongside of glowing road. A rising sun gilds the sky and the water. The repeating vertical rhythms created by the masts and trees echo his own verticality. This incongruously small figure, juxtaposed against this vast landscape, symbolizes everyone who has enjoyed the pleasures of this place over the last 141 years.