About the Book
Bamboo, incense, aging wood, delicate flowers, larking floors, twisting pines, stoic and gentle faced stone and bronze statues; reds, greens, browns, the gentle up turn of a roofing cable....all memories of Japan. Come inside and see what we saw.
A fulfillment of a promise to take my son anywhere he wanted if he did well in school. He chose Japan, and what a trip it was. These pictures document the time I spent one on one with my son. Looking at how time flies, a rare opportunity indeed.
Older in body than I want to be; younger in mind than my body wants to follow. I love my world. My pictures let my mind fly, but my body can stay in the easy chair. But, not too long though. My mind commands, "Up and out", with camera in hand to put the world on to paper that reflects my vision. The one with the camera owns the past, and it is my vision that others will come to accept as their own memories.