Despite glaring errors of fact which embarrass me; I still wish to keep this book alive. The naiveté in which I approached this first attempt at bookmaking lends this book some "qualities" I never intended when I was putting it together. A total failure in terms of my original intentions; it's this "unintended quality" which pleases me enough not to scrap it.
I stare hard at a group of simple snapshots -taken pretty much at random- in an attempt to get them to "speak" more than my usual pre-occupations. With a bit of imagination connections abound and past and present, Okinawa, Japan and my own childhood become intermeshed, encased within the form of a simple travel diary.