Yamashita-san takes me to Kamakura, a seaside town about two hours' drive from the capital.
We meet this boat designer, and other friends of Yamashita-san. They all sail boats.
In Sapporo, I go to the fish markets with Sasaki-san.
The wife of my host, Jerry, enjoys 'shodo', or calligraphy. I try it out, with mixed results. The Japan album covers will be inscribed with kanji in this fashion.
Learning first requires emulation, in Japan. On the left is her original, with my attempt on the right.
Visiting the ancient centres of Japanese culture is de rigeur for travellers, and I'm no exception. The wooden buildings are rebuilt from time to time in the old style. These distinctive forms will inspire a lino cut, executed on my return to Sydney.
Crossing to Nagasaki by ferry, I meet a group of hairdressers on vacation. They are: Sayoko, Hiroko, Miyuki, Masahiro, Yoshimi, Michiyo, and Katsuko.
"Out of the dead, winter valley towards Aso-san and the frozen volcano's tip," I write about this stage of my Kyushu trip.
Back in Tokyo, I visit a record shop in Ginza. Those were the days of disco's broad popularity, and I was not unusual in this regard.
Roadcrews work at night in Japan, to minimise traffic disruption. The same holds for rail crews: a good practice to emulate in Sydney.
After lunching atop a skyscraper in Shibuya, a central business district of Tokyo. The firm I did work experience at is just down the road.
Junko's hairstyle is typical of the time, when big hair is 'in'. Snapped in one of the thousands of tiny side-streets of the metropolis.