Two confusing excerpts from the travel diary, written a few days apart, about a week before the exhibition:
"So, erm... maybe we're going to Japan. A ferry from Busan to Fukuoka, a train from Fukuoka to Kagoshima, another ferry to Yakushima and then a bus around the island to the beach. A volcano on the horizon and flying fish skimming across the water to get there. An Enka singer and a Samurai on an adventure together. An argument? No I wouldn't call it an argument: Hey! I thought you said this was the way! To that place over there! Where? On the horizon! Yeah! We're gonna get there! I guess it has been leading up to this, a Samurai sword fight to the death, an enka singer in a sushi restaurant, a day on the beach. The video with her strange facial expressions. Forming a band and making up a song that has words we don't sing. A Karaoke backing track? It finally seems to fit very nicely together. Going up in a balloon was a diversion, maybe getting back to the beach just seemed impossible at the time... But it is possible! Although will it be a strange experience? So much effort to get to the place where I had one really good day."
"So yeah... I don't think we are going to Japan now. A train to Mokpo and then ferries amongst all the islands. "Hey! I thought you said this was the way!" ...it seems to make sense after all, getting lost amongst all the islands, searching for that beach in Yakushima.
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
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