How I came to be an NGO Photographer   It was December 2004. I was in a minivan to Colombo airport after my 3 month Sri Lankan Surf/Self-discovery trip was cut short by the most devastating natural disaster in recent history.   The coastal road was heavily corroded and our minivan full of “survivors” had reached a stand still. A traffic jam. When your very existence is surrounded by death, the last thing you want is be forced to be still. All at once people on the streets began to look panicked.  Their pace quickened and soon many were running. Others we’re climbing walls onto balconies. Some we’re yelling.   The driver wouldn’t translate what they were saying, for several long minutes. Over the previous few days I had experienced more sadness than I’d ever imagined possible, which was both numbing and calming. But still, I needed to know what was going on so I insisted that the driver tell us what was happening.   In the rear view mirror, I caught a glimpse of restrained fear in his eyes. “They have heard there is another tsunami coming”. I saw my life end that moment. My body was suspended in the density of our reality and […] Read More