Con Cháu
I began photographing my late grandmother out of the impending fear of knowing that someday I would lose her. I took it as my duty to preserve every memory that I could of her, to catalog moments of her existence, no matter how insignificant it seemed at the time.
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I slept in the same bed as her until I was 10, and would wake up periodically throughout the night, just to make sure she was still in my presence. She was diagnosed with Alzheimers when I was 17, and I started to think more about her memories, her cognizance, and the way she has shaped our small family. I became more and more interested in our family history in Vietnam and how that related to the dynamics of our relationship. My compulsion to capture her over the years has grown into a photo series in which I could explore her relationship with my mother and sister, and the impact she still has on us.
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I slept in the same bed as her until I was 10, and would wake up periodically throughout the night, just to make sure she was still in my presence. She was diagnosed with Alzheimers when I was 17, and I started to think more about her memories, her cognizance, and the way she has shaped our small family. I became more and more interested in our family history in Vietnam and how that related to the dynamics of our relationship. My compulsion to capture her over the years has grown into a photo series in which I could explore her relationship with my mother and sister, and the impact she still has on us.
