not that the impression comes up that ranting about the present situation in sri lanka is my one and only preoccupation. whenever possible i try to find beauty, and so i did here in this ruins of the emperors of a kingdom long forgotten. on the top of a monolitic, magmatic rock, to be reached only by really steep chairs, there was once a palace, inhabitated by emperors – unfortunately entrapped in politics, power, murder. it seems i can’t flee this topic…

as they are dead and gone now, now it can be quite peaceful up there. with the sinking sun however the ak-47 of sri lankan soldiers dominate the climate for the night again.