In my first few years in Japan, I spent most of the time apart from in the winters, travelling the length and breadth of the country by motorcycle, living in a tent in the forests, taking photographs and writing poetry.  My girlfriend at the time was Fukiko Hayamizu, who translated them for me  and did the Japanese calligraphy for the poems collected below.  Her translations were so good and idiomatic that many Japanese assumed they were the originals and that the English versions were translations of them, whereas the reverse was of course the case.