Sebastian

I rode a motorcycle along the West coast of Sri Lanka and stopped off on a remote beach. As I enjoyed the crashing waves, this lonely figure appeared from nowhere. He came up to me, smiled and in pigeon English he said: "I have no mother and no father, my name Sebastian". I asked him to pose for me, his wild hair and beard set against the backdrop of crashing waves, as if nature itself reflected his internal turmoil and solitude.