Some semblance of a wave, some remembrance of sensibilities, torched by the sea when the wave starts receding. At each deliberate turn the murmur of the word is guided by the swoosh of the underlying sea.
(Habarana to Nilaveli, Sri Lanka; Aug 6, 2013)
There is only a gnawing roar that separates the film from the gash.
(Nilaveli, Sri Lanka; Aug 6, 2013)
– Depth is two parts subtlety, one part deception.
– Poverty is two parts humanity, one part misery.
– Play upon the these words as they mean less the more they start meaning more.
(Nilaveli, Sri Lanka; Aug 8, 2013)