Family, friends and work colleagues said, 'Why go to Japan again?". The question certainly didn't have any impact as far as me actually hesitating to make another trip, but it did make me question myself. What am I searching for?
On return to London in October 2009, I had the distinct feeling that the fallout from this most recent excursion would be a plethora of jaded images, dint of personal photographic pre-occupations accumulated over ten trips.
Actually when viewed collectively in a slideshow; the images, seen in the sequence in which they were actually exposed were, for me, very pleasing; a dreamlike slideshow; one image mysteriously fading into the next, revealing unconscious connections, even, or especially when they were photographed many hours apart. A kind of narrative thread seemed to be unveiled; a sequence of images which I thought, could invoke some freely associated text and perhaps, with a little effort produce in book form, something fun and of interest.