The Head of Buddha



Ayutthaya, Thailand.


Gracefully it rises…This severed head of a buddha statue always has symbolised the sacking of Ayutthaya by the Burmese to me. It is simultaneously sad and hopeful.

Never had I experienced a warmer and steamier day than this one…I had one day to photograph as much as I could. Thailand can be friendly to the mind but punishing on the lungs. My wife was with me. I didn’t let her out my sight, that pretty thing. For six months she stood behind me on every photo…

The serenity of his beautiful face still moves me today.


Royal Temple



Wat Prah Kaew, Bangkok, Thailand.


Been searching for something, I have,

outside of the heart it was,

found it outside of the heart, I did not,

went back inside the heart,

there it was.