End of an era
The passing
away of Rienzie Wijeratne and Reggie Candappa marks the end of an
era. They were both dominant personalities in their own fields -
extremely talented, highly sociable and above all, good men. While
Rienzie was a top photographer, Reggie was a fine artist.
Rienzie was
the last link of the generation of Press photographers who dominated
the newspaper scene for many decades. And he stood out among the
rest in many ways. He was the most smartly dressed among them. Rarely
did he attend an evening party without a jacket.
He was always
clean shaven. A stickler for punctuality, he would always be ready
when the office car got to his apartment to pick him up. Rienzie
was also most concerned about protocol.
By the time
I moved over to the 'Observer' from the 'Dinamina' (a rare happening
those days for a journalist in a Sinhala newspaper) to take charge
of the News Desk, Rienzie was concentrating on features more than
news. He specialized in the fashion scene but always had his eyes
and ears open for a good news picture. We got to know each other
closely when I moved over to the Features Desk and many were the
features we planned together for the Sunday Observer, then known
as the Observer Magazine Edition. The quality of his pictures was
superb. Those were the black and white days when colour pictures
were unheard of.
Though we parted
company when I went over to Ceylon Tobacco in the late sixties,
we never lost touch. Nearly two decades later, we worked together
again at Upali Newspapers, this time planning advertising supplements
for the 'Island'. Rienzie was an 'ideas man' and would come up with
interesting topics where we could approach clients and get them
committed for paid supplements.
Of course, most
of them were in relation to fashions and styles. He was also specialising
as a Travel Correspondent handling a weekly Travel page.
I always wondered why he never drove a car. Wife Sheila would drop
him at office every morning and he would do his errands thereafter
would always be by taxi. In the latter days in Sri Lanka, he used
to complain of his knee problem and it was for treatment that he
decided to migrate to Canada.
Sheila used
to reply the e-mails I sent him since he found it difficult to sit
and write. She always said he could remember old friends. We too
will not forget this colourful character and dear friend. As for
me, I dearly treasure a black and white photograph of the famous
Samadhi statue in Anuradhapura he gifted me. It is prominently hung
in our home - a fine token of remembrance.
Stalwart
in advertising
Just as much as Rienzie was a lovable character in the journalistic
world, so was Reggie Candappa in the advertising world. From the
day I got to know him in the early seventies when I started handling
marketing communications at Ceylon Tobacco, we worked together closely
for many years. Grant Advertising which he headed, had CTC's major
account, 'Bristol', which for many years was promoted on the theme
"belongs to the world of today".
It was a treat
to work with Reggie. Whenever we met to plan a campaign, either
at his Galle Face Court office or at CTC Skinner's Road office,
ideas would just flow from him. And we were fascinated by the ease
with which he outlined possible creatives on a sheet of plain paper.
While listening to us he would scribble with his ink pen (it was
a Shaefer, if I remember right) and by the time we finish, he had
done the 'home work'.
One such smart idea I distinctly remember.
When smoking
was banned in cinemas (that was the time when we used to advertise
heavily in cinemas), they carried a crude cinema slide with the
slogan 'No smoking'. One day when we discussed designing a neater
slide, Reggie came up with a brilliant idea. "No smoking -
not even a Bristol" was his suggestion. Within a week, almost
all the cinemas had the slide, which they gladly screened without
a charge. |