2017 August

Tell us a bit about yourself: 

I was born on the beautiful island of Sri Lanka. The harmony simplicity. camaraderie & beauty of my home village Dalugama is an integral part of my personality. I had a Catholic education and studied accounting at University . When I turned 18 I started in Telco industry as an apprentice.  I jumped a leap of faith when I was 21, leaving Sri Lanka indefinitely for work in booming Dubai. While there I switched careers from Telecoms to Banking & consequently to Technology in Banking. In the early 90’s I left Dubai & migrated to Sydney, Australia.  In Sydney I am in a fulfilling job deploying digital customer experiences using cloud technology.. In my spare time I am a photographer, a dreamer & an occasional artist. I am also a proud dad to four adult kids who are thriving as young Australians in startup tech, people development, finance and event management industries.  From a small Sri Lankan village to Sydney, the pulse of Australian culture, this is my story.

What inspired your photo series:  

I am a regular reader of Frankie Magazine, one of the coolest magazines from Australia.  The magazine has design, art, photography, fashion, craft, home and life elements in cool colour pictures and art.  I get inspiration from Frankie.   There are many projects one can copy from Frankie and initiate.

What is your identity in these photos;

These are my work and casual attire;  Now I dress for myself, in the clothes I prefer in colour combinations mostly in cotton clothing.  I am in the twilight of my career and feel very comfortable in the clothes I dress and being myself at work and at home.  

Do you have a narrative for each photograph:

Each photo was taken just before I left for work during working week.

Where did all the outfits and hats come from:

Most of the shirts are from Uni-Qlo, pants and jackets are a combination of Uni-Qlo, H&M, Country Road & Muji.  Most of my hats I buy from a store in Sri Lanka at 10% of the prices in Australia.

Any nostalgia:

Yes, my grandfather, as I recall dressed very similar to my current attire; in white pants, coats and Khaki coloured hats.  He passed away when I was 5 years old.  But I do remember him vividly.  Then there was my father, moderately fashionable and very neat.  I had to iron all of his work clothes for the week on every sunday after my mum had washed them.  I do remember crispness of his clothes and had to take care to iron them neat and sharp.  It is my yearning for the past, what I left behind in Sri Lanka as a young man that makes me re-connect with beautiful experiences. My memories of adults, personalities, and events, especially the warm childhood and carefree teenage years with a vast array of young friends from liberating seventies.

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