These photographs are about finding traces of faith in the physical world. Made during a first visit to Japan's sacred sites: from Nikkō's cedar lantern corridors to the pilgrimage stones of Kumano Kodo to a floating torii at dawn on Lake Biwa, they look for what devotion leaves behind: in polished stone worn by ten thousand hands, in a door that will not open, in water that keeps moving under a bridge. This is the beginning of an ongoing series. The sacred here is not an event. It is a condition. It persists long after the visitor has gone.