Colombo has always made me feel a bit lost and lonely. Maybe it is because I arrived on a Sunday during the Sinhalese Buddhist New Year holidays, where many people retreat to their homes or travel back to their villages. Despite having returned to Colombo many times since then, this first impression of the city has always remained, wide empty streets, clean and structured. Everything in Colombo seemed so organized, so self-possessed. The way the traffic flows, the people move, the food stalls are arranged at the seashore and the soldiers’ synchronized exercises in the parks.
Colombo seemed so orchestrated and made me become lost.
About this work
This photo series represents my impressions of Colombo street life, as a city that is both orderly and chaotic, open yet exclusive, colorful as well as dark. It represents a feeling of ‘being lost’ in a city which appears to be easy to navigate and yet is often challenging to understand.
The photo series attempts to reflect on different perspectives on how one views and comprehends the city. It uses photographs of the Colombo streets to capture sometimes beautiful and other times contradictory impressions of the city. It also aims to reflect on capturing a ‘backside’ view of public spaces.