For Vietnamese standards, this Nha Trang street is a quiet one. And for the uninitiated, it offers a great introduction to Vietnam’s infamous traffic — sans dodging a plethora of motorbikes or without going deaf due to a cacophony of honking horns.
“With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown.” Proverb Throughout Cambodia, marketplace stalls overflow with mounds of beautiful shimmering silk. There’s everything from scarves and chic purses, to fabric designed for tailor-making shirts, dresses, and jackets. As someone who is often tempted by handcrafted accessories, I was eager to learn more aboutContinue reading “Learning the Fine Art of Sericulture & Weaving on a Cambodian Silk Farm”
For centuries, Cambodians have been making silk and creating woven masterpieces with it. Once the silk has been carefully extracted from the silk worm’s cocoon, it is washed, twirled on to bobbins, and boil-dyed either via a natural or artificial coloring technique. I’m not sure if the silk samples featured here were colored naturally orContinue reading “Photo du Jour: Smooth as Cambodian Silk”
Hard at work on a Tuesday morning, this Vietnamese fisherman looked exhausted as he rowed through the South China Sea’s choppy waves near Mui Ne. The woven bamboo boats, known as thung chai, are common in Vietnam. Surprisingly, they are reputed to be waterproof.
While walking along Phnom Penh’s riverside, we happened upon a landmine awareness photography exhibition. This child’s lively eyes and curious gaze caught my attention. His peaceful spirit contrasted sharply with the cruel creations depicted in the images at which his father was intently gazing.
Facing a sea of traffic in Ho Chi Minh City, a helium balloon salesman riding a bicycle waits to enter.
‘Twas Christmas Day in Cambodia… The sun shone brightly overhead. Golden grass and towering palm trees danced in the strong gusts of wind. Cows mooed and baby chicks tiptoed about. Though we were far from our family and friends who are scattered throughout the world, we yearned to have a special holiday. And indeed weContinue reading “Threshing Rice on Christmas Day in Cambodia”
It was on the dusty backroads in Cambodia’s Takeo Province that a well-travelled toy fish found its way to a new home. To get there, the little fish literally had to bridge a divide. One morning, we packed our borrowed bikes’ baskets with bottles of water and a purple plush toy. The toy fish, withContinue reading “Bridging a Divide on the Backroads of Cambodia’s Takeo Province”