Keyword Stillness

As queer trans and gender non-conforming children of the Vietnamese diaspora, we are fragmented at the crossroads of being displaced from not only a sense of belonging to our ancestral land, but also our own bodies which are conditioned by society to stray away from our most authentic existence. Yet these bodies of ours are the vessels we sail to embark on a lifetime voyage of return to our original selves. It is our bodies that navigate the treacherous tides of normative systems that impose themselves on our very being. And it is our bodies that act as community lighthouses for collective liberation. Ultimately, the landscape of our bodies is our blueprint to remembering, to healing, to blooming.

A portrait of a seemingly ordinary house - one that holds cherished memories while also bearing the burden of abandonment and neglect. Revisiting my grandparents’ house, I find myself exploring the intersection of home, nostalgia, and the passage of time while trying to grasp the essence of a place where time seems to stand still.

Capturing the beauty and stillness of time alone.

Rosa spends her days between working at the dry cleaning shop and reminiscing about her childhood with her mother. One day, she sees on television that a woman from her neighborhood claims to have seen the Virgin Mary. From that moment, Rosa’s daily life becomes increasingly surrounded by religious symbols.

A woman goes through her day to day life while navigating faith and longing