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.