On a day in 1961, about 3.30pm, at the University of Tasmania, there was a Plant Anatomy practical class being conducted by a lady with a Ph.D. from Cambridge UK. Very bright she was. All the students - about 14 -were examining prepared slides of cross sections of a plant stem with compound microscopes. When questions arose from the students about where a particular cell type was to be seen, this lady would move to the particular student's microscope, insert a pointer eye-piece and point to the cells in question. No problems - except one student (me) who stubbornly challenged the teacher by stating: :"You cant see that!". She puzzled for a while. Then she firmly declared: "Mr. Rhee - you are colour blind. Go to the Zoological Dept. and be tested." (She always referred to males as "Mr."). After a couple of days, I presented myself to the Zoological Dept., to look at those cards with coloured dots on them, used for testing colour vision. I went through all the cards. You tell the examiner what number you see. A clear verdict was quickly decided on. The teacher in my Botany class was right. I WAS colour blind - the common red-green version. I had no idea.I was 19 then. It's caused by a mutated gene on your X chromosome - a sex chromosome I had inherited from my mother. All those years had gone by, and I had no idea that most other people - readily - and differently - saw the colours red and green. Whereas for me, I almost needed to be touching a coloured native parrot in a bush, before I could spot it. Of course that seemed normal to me - that's how I was born. Thus, for colour photography - which I now pursue as an artist - what I see in the red/green colour department, regrettably is not what most others see. Decades later, I was adjusting with Photoshop software, the colours on a computer screen of a photo I had taken of a Tasmanian mountain vista. The image had lots of white, pink and red flowers, which of course were on green coloured bushes. My daughter was present at the time. She exclaimed: "Dad - that's awfully green". I couldn't see the colour problem at all. So, there is no question that - what I prepare for a photo show like the one in this album - what I see versus what most other people see is quite different in the green/red colours. Hence, the title of this album: "Seeing is believing". I believe in the colours I see. You believe the colours you see. Everyone is right - for themselves of course.