Somewhere near Guilin, it was August,
the haze was interesting on the karst formations there
Was in China in 1982, loved the boat ride from Chunking to
Shanghai. Am scanning some of the photos,
the prints are quite poor quality, ineptly hand spotted.
hundreds of idyllic scenes, a finite supply of film
I was living on a farm in northern NSW, at that time,
so was able to appreciate the work involved
a big storm one night made pink waterfalls
I was just starting to plan my book on the hexagrams
of the I Ching
Had thought to use Chinese landscapes, but the travelling
proved too difficult, then, for many reasons.
