Well, I think I was always sort of reflecting where I was and my sense of surroundings and ecology, urban or country, or foreign, living in Europe, very affected by all of that.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The places I've been, or passed through, or seen at a distance, have had as much an impact on my life as the people I've known.
I felt that I had been influenced by being in the city enough and I wanted to go off by myself to see what was going on. I remember going out there and looking in the mirror and thinking I wasn't anything.
A lot of my world-view is formed by the places I've been.
It was not until I was in my forties, in the fifth decade of my life, that the sense of place, the spirit of place, became of paramount importance to me. It was then that I began my travels, that I discovered, through photography, the quality of light, and that I gradually became able to paint the mood of place.
I perceive and relate to the world through where I grew up; that's part of me. It's what I judge everything else against.
I feel that my environment reflects my belief in the grace and art and elegance of living simply.
Your environment affects you wherever you are.
I had never had a deep sense of belonging anywhere. I always felt I was an outsider.
What is the good of experience if you do not reflect?
I probably felt most out of place as a young kid growing up in Sri Lanka. My mental world was somewhere else, partly because of reading and daydreaming.
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