Never before published images of Cambodia seen through lens and mind. As for the suitcase, it has no pretension, no markings, no grandeur as is right for such a vessel. Yet it has carried within a world of worlds forgotten and promised. Its past cannot be comprehended, its future contemplated. It is what it is: what it has always been; what we hold to hold us as a chattel or a part of a dreamers fantasy. As for the young American he knows not. His vessel is empty. The Canadian has the burden ... in his mind ... in the Cambodian mindfield. This I can tell you and no more.