The story of Fishman occupation of the wild rivers of South Eastern Australia is the story of the taking of a path. Telling the story of the journey is an inducement for those who listen to walk in these beautiful places.
Walking is a revered form of travel. For as the eye sees the other senses are gradually heightened. The forms perceived by the eye may also vibrate the ear, enlarge the nostrils, heighten the pallet and engage with the grip. This is the stuff that informs the traveller. As the shaman realised, walking in wilderness is a prerequisite for a heightened appreciation of culture.

As I walked the thin umbilical track from wilderness (a full sensory experience of the world unmediated by artefact) toward culture (represented by the artist's studio, the poet's desk, the scientist's laboratory) I thought of Fishman as a symbol for all that is unknown in the wild. Fishman, I realised, is a fine art discovery not a scientific one.

JR. Journal entry: September 1992