I think there’s a beautiful sadness resting on the faces of people travelling on the underground. A sense of melancholia that I try to capture.
The most interesting thing for me at present time is portrait photography. No wonder, because the most interesting thing for human is another human.
Par ce sujet sur les fantômes, très présents au Vietnam, j’ai aussi voulu parler de mes propres fantômes et d’un passé du Vietnam révolu avec ces guerres.
A visual expression of my journey to the motherhood: an embarrassing experience of carrying a baby in a womb and giving a birth to it.
It’s a metaphor that reflects the human condition all too often forced into patterns and plaster roles and that leaves no room for imagination.
Home is a journey through the places in which I was born and raised.
On that night, everything hugely transformed. The rain came, people rushed away, surroundings unseen, and things was left behind. Euphoria was gone in a sudden.
I tried to record and freeze some photographs in public areas in several places…
Another Sombre Christmas is one of my personal narratives adopting a poetic and non-linear style of storytelling through photographs alone.
Every image in this series can be seen as a «fallen leaf». We can decide what kind of «leaf» they are: beautiful, or lost, or dying.
Un piccolo racconto fotografico per raccontare la periferia a mia figlia.
Suverau dreaming. An introspective trip to an unknown, known town.
Rediscovering the silvery effect of moonlight during a power outage in some part of a city.
A fighting soul and doubting mind conflicting each other every step of the way.