Over time, all the windows into our past become fuzzier.  Printed photos fade, slides and negatives get scratched and dusty.  Digital images get lost in the chaos, old ones untagged, with no location data,  new images tagged, geotagged, and face recognized, but lost in the endless day in and day out of taking more photos.  In short, its impossible to organize it all and sift through a lifetime of memories. 

The windows are, pixelated and that is simply what it is to be alive.