late summer 2015
Stockholm
late summer 2015
Bergen ~ Oslo, Norway
late summer 2015
letting go
when we were young, it was hard to let go of someone who didn’t even care that much
getting older, it is not easy to let go of someone who did care
later in life, eventually, one day, we’ll have to learn to let go of someone who always cares
life requires constant practice of letting go
isn’t everything we do is to love and to be loved
my mum loves my dad less and less and less throughout the years and puts all that on me
you can be too loved it hurts
others have pets or dig their heads into work
when there’s no one to caress
someone wants you,
you want someone else
la la la life goes a full circle
27. 11. 2017
film ‘le ballon rouge’ (1956)
kids
each time i watch something involving kids, i’m reminded more and more that often they carry no ‘ism’/ preconcept about race, power, status, gender etc. of course they have their own politics and i did experience some bullying in primary school as well but kids forget quickly and i didn’t understand/ take it in back then ~ we were friends the next week or so
the two czech and slovakia films i chose to watch in the film festival also evolve around children characters ~ as soon as they appear on the screen, they got my attention with their purity and non-discrimination
i always make the first move with kids, even if they’re shy, they return with a smile soon enough ~ grow yet keep your pure heart alive
Saigon, 14 Nov 2018
mixed egyptian french kid of my host family in Cambridge in 2010 ~ my first winter in England. good fun book ‘great lies to tell small kids’ from Oxfam charity shop
that Xmas night sitting with my knees held together and my feet close to the wall heater in the room they arranged for me, i felt probably not home-sick of the house i tried to move out from but maybe more home-less after seeing the warm and cosy family with three kids
i visited them again in 2011 on my own and in 2012
one of the series of photos i took of the cute sisters enjoying the shop’s ad banners as their ‘home’ while waiting for their parents i think
i used it for space – place photography project at uni ~ ‘it doesn’t take time for a space to turn into place for kids’
cute siblings with triplet i met on the train ~ we quickly became friends
when i asked for their email to send the photo, their dad reminded them ‘don’t give out your real name’ i haven’t sent them the photo yet, might have left that notebook in london too
shared
if you want to make a (northern) vietnamese happy, give us vegetables, lots of it, blanched, together with the broth
gradually, with the eyes of mindfulness practice
many things from my rooted culture start to make sense to me
in a family/ group meal
we eat with a small bowl of rice one at a time
share a pot of rice and dishes with others
the thin small chopsticks can only pick up enough for one bite
of rice or some food
so we can’t over eat at one time
eating together, we learn about sharing from a young age
we learn from our parents, grandparents, relatives about picking up some food for others, especially the guests
to show care, love, warmth, hospitality
we learn to give each other the last bite
2. 10. 2017
rest
if i ever open a space, i hope it would be with lots of trees where the birds can come ~ people would work only part-time, with frequent sessions of rest in between
hopefully
5. 5. 2017
badminton
Kids playing ‘badminton’ in Yangon, Myanmar reminds me of my childhood using plastic box covers and hairtie to play with my cousin in 1996/7 ~ after a while, we were taken to a shop to buy our first real badminton set for 60,000 VND (less than 3 US dollars now)
Cho tôi một vé đi về tuổi thơ 👣
summer 2016
người con gái Việt Nam da vàng
vỉa hè…
mẹ…
Việt Nam…
hơi buồn…
người con gái Việt Nam da vàng
yêu quê hương như yêu đồng lúa chín
người con gái Việt Nam da vàng
yêu quê hương nước mắt lưng tròng
another petition?
maybe Vietnam has to die
to be born again…
we’re gonna be
sinking soon
we’re gonna be sinking soon
everybody
hold your breath
coz we’re gonna be sinking soon
cứ trôi thôi
rồi kiếp này cũng hết
để là đất
là cây
20. 3. 2017
east meets west
lived in the west
long enough
to hold dearly
the hidden charm
of a girl
to find the attraction
to an eastern guy
an ‘oriental’
feeling
vécu dans l’ouest
assez longtemps
pour tenir tendrement
le charme caché
d’une jeune fille
couverte
de trouver
de l’attrait
pour un gars de l’est
une sensation
orientale
sống bên phía Tây
đủ lâu
để nâng niu
cái đẹp
ẩn giấu
của em
kín đáo
để cảm thấy
phương Đông
khi để ý đến anh
20. 3. 2017