Gunkanjima, Gunkanshima, Hashima . . .



These words resonate in my head like the repetitive sound of a baon hitting a taiko.



An island, which lies off the coast from Nagasaki in the Amakusa sea, deserted and forbidden for many years.



Abandoned to the waves and the spray. Only a selected few have been able to tread there since.



I was honoured to be one of those.



This encounter has to be unique : icho go ichi e.



The following pages describe a few threads of it’s story.



I remember…as if I still heard the hosts, the laughter of children….