My first camera was a Kodak Instamatic. As soon as I got it I rounded up a couple of friends and we rode our bikes out to the airport to take some pictures of airplanes taking off and landing. It was a small town airstrip. We sat in the grass beyond the runway outside the barbed wire and shot a roll of film. Most of the photos were blue, uniform blue-not a cloud in the sky. In some of the pictures you can see a tiny airplane in the sea of blue. I accidentally clicked the shutter of the camera and took a picture of my Hang Ten socks and Keds. It ended up being the most interesting picture on the whole roll as compared to the other slides of blue nothingness.