The “story” below is printed on the fabric:
I’ll never forget the very first image I ever printed – a black and white frame full of English ivy from a friend’s backyard. I didn’t know it at the time, but photography would become the window through which I could examine my relationship with my father and the country, Vietnam, where he had been killed. It wasn’t until 47 years after his death in the war that I first visited Vietnam. Of all the photographs I took there, the ones I feel closest to are images from deep within the Ho Chi Minh Trail. I’m not sure what parallels can be drawn from a Houston garden and a logistics route, but both were prized by the people who lived there.
Size is approximately 52 x 52 inches.
Due to the handcrafted process and inherent nature of the materials used, slight variations in color might be visible from the listed photos.
The “story” below is printed on the fabric:
I’ll never forget the very first image I ever printed – a black and white frame full of English ivy from a friend’s backyard. I didn’t know it at the time, but photography would become the window through which I could examine my relationship with my father and the country, Vietnam, where he had been killed. It wasn’t until 47 years after his death in the war that I first visited Vietnam. Of all the photographs I took there, the ones I feel closest to are images from deep within the Ho Chi Minh Trail. I’m not sure what parallels can be drawn from a Houston garden and a logistics route, but both were prized by the people who lived there.
Size is approximately 52 x 52 inches.
Due to the handcrafted process and inherent nature of the materials used, slight variations in color might be visible from the listed photos.
