This photograph juxtaposes the recreational life of south Asheville (Arden) with the coal-dependent culture of our modern world. When the wind blows north, it smells like a 1000 charcoal grills being burned at once. Periodic maintenance produces tremendous noise pollution. The dynamism of a boat cutting a line across the photo seems to be creating an illusionary barrier between the ducks and the source of the pollution, symbolizing our delusions about the impact of our dependence on fossil fuels. Captured on 35 mm b/w film.