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NYC Streets

Last month took me out of Asia, and back to America for a month. Apart from a few weeks spent with family and friends at home, the main reason for my visit was to attend the Eddie Adams Workshop in New York (images from that coming soon). After a few busier than I’ve ever had days there, there were a few extra days to spend sort of  bumming around NYC, visiting friends, taking in the sites, and playing with my new favorite thing, which essentially was built for photography like this. Below are a few of the shots that I liked, in no real particular order or narrative, while wandering around this city I really love, and just don’t visit enough.

 

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A little stroll around some of  the Wall Street shenanigans. The interwebs are already flooded with way too many of these images, so I won’t bore you with more than three.

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I’m just fascinated by the Hasidic Jewish communities of the city. I would love to do an in-depth project on them, but I’m not sure that will ever happen.

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A trip around the city without some shots on the subways is just not possible.

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I stayed with a friend in Brooklyn. This is from the top of his building.

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It was in a very African-American community, and artworks like these were found everywhere. I think they are pretty beautiful.

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I happen to be there on the day the new iPhone came out, and thought it would be a good idea to visit the big 5th Ave. store. It wasn’t really. Utter chaos is the best way to describe that scene. But outside the store, there was something much more calm and beautiful.

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And finally, in the car on the way to the airport. My time in the big apple was over for this year. Hopefully I’ll return soon…

Book Review: “Believing is Seeing”

A few weeks or months ago now, I received an email just before going to bed. I thought it was spam, but took a few seconds to read it, and it actually sounded sort of interesting. The basic pitch was this; I’m from TLC virtual book tour company, (new concept for me too) and since you are a photographer in Vietnam with a blog, would you like to receive and review this book by Errol Morris about photography?  Being a self-confessed documentary junkie, and a fan of Morris’s films, as well as having not read a good book for a while, it sounded like a good deal. Anyway boring story short, I got the book in the mail, and have been reading it for a few weeks now, and below is a quick synopsis of what’s between the covers.

Lazy reader alert: it boils down to discussions about photojournalistic practices and ethics, something that is always important to understand and think about.

The book is divided into four long form essays, that actually read and play out much like one of Morris’s many great documentaries. The first essay revolves around two curiously made frames of one scene, thought to be the first photographs of war, thus their importance. Essentially, one image has cannonballs strewn all over the road, and the other has them moved off into the ditches. So the question becomes, which photo came first? Did the photographer, Roger Fenton, put on or remove the cannonballs from the road, and why? If he moved them there, was he trying to deceive us into feeling the scene was more dangerous than it was, or for other reasons? Or if he removed them, then for what reasons? The debate actually gets quite philosophical, and scientific as Morris wades through investigation and theories, but basically concludes that Fenton moved the balls onto the road for the 2nd shot, but disagrees that he did it for the unethical reasons that his detractors tried to pin on him. So it comes down to this: are there any good reasons for altering scenes in documentary or photojournalism?

Another essay, based around a few of the FSA (part of a program under Roosevelt to document the face of the depression) photographers from the depression era, covers the same ideas. If things in a scene are altered and then captured, what was the reason for it? Was it for propaganda, or other subjective ideas the photographer wanted to relate, or was it for more simple, innocent, aesthetic purposes? The first image taken into consideration was Arthur Rothstein’s image of the cow skull and the drought in Kansas.

It’s now widely known, and admitted by Rothstein, that he moved the cow skull from a grassy patch, to a dried and cracked pond bed, to better illustrate the drought that was sweeping the American west. Upon this discovery, all forms of media were quick to demonize him for attempting to create propaganda, and he was essentially discredited. Even to the point that another of his images, one still very widely known, and still very powerful today, was even brought into question.

He insists that it was nothing apart from a brilliant capture at the right time and place, and that he did nothing to encourage its creation. But the point remains; if as a documentary photographer, you’re found to have altered anything in one of your images, essentially the credibility of all of your images comes into question. Once your name is in the mud, it’s hard to get it back out again.

This same question also works itself out in an image by the great Walker Evans, in which an alarm clock mysteriously appears on the mantle of a sharecroppers family’s cabin. He was known to be one of the best, and most reliable photographers of his day. Would he alter a scene to enhance an image, for good reasons or not, or was it just happenstance? You’ll need to read the book to learn more…

It reminds me more recently of Marco Vernaschi, an amazing photographer, whose stunningly powerful and beautiful images can hit you like a truck. While working on a story about witchcraft in Africa, he was essentially found out to have had paid a family to exhume the body of their daughter so that he could photograph it. Of course, all forms of ethics are at play here. I’ll leave it to you to read much more about it here if you like, and also take a look at his work, which may be called into question, but it’s power I think is hard to deny.

Another long form essay revolves around the now infamous images captured at Abu Ghraib torture prison in Iraq. Much of this discussion parallels the documentary Standard Operating Procedure, a must see film for sure. It comes down to piecing the images together to determine what went on in those dark spaces of our military, and who were the real culprits. The most interesting take away for me in the discussion, was the interpretation of the photo of a young woman soldier giving a thumbs up and a smile over the corpse of a detainee who had died or was killed under their watch. Yes, the photo makes her look like a terrible human being, but upon further investigation by an expert in facial features and emotions, he determined, yes she was smiling, but it was a fake smile for the camera. When a person is really, truly happy from the inside, their eyes take on sort of a different form, and that’s not visible here. The take away for me was the importance of the emotions in people’s faces as your documenting them. They can be quite telling of a person’s soul, or it seems at times, can also be quite misleading.

There are a few other images and discussions, but we’re going a bit long here, so just to conclude quickly, this book is a very interesting read for all photographers I think, and relates especially well to those of us working in photojournalism and documentary. The final point to swirl around in your brain: Is there any real hard and fast truth in photography? Even if we never lay a finger on the scenes before our lens, aren’t we relaying our own ideas and world views via the compositions we shoot, and the images we include or don’t include in our edits? Great stuff to think about. Pick up the book here, and check it out for yourself.

Under Great Northern Skies

In somewhat typical fashion, I have intentions for this to be the beginnings of a project, which really means I hope to make it back to the area soon to find some more frames. Tentative plans to head up to Vietnam’s final frontier, Ha Giang, this month were foiled by very busy schedules, but hopefully a bit later this year I’ll make it happen…

These images come from in and around Sa Pa, a small tourist town set amongst majestic mountain scenery and inhabited mostly by ethnic minority tribes, such as the Hmong and Dzao, both of which even have their own subdivisions designated by the colors they wear. Anyway, I was in the area working on a commercial project, but luckily got outside a number of times to take in the grandeur. Below are a selection of frames, that are hopefully the initial stages of a future project.

 

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

The north of Vietnam near the Chinese border has nothing if not stunning, grand landscapes that two-dimensional images can barely do justice.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Youth stand on an unfinished structure overhanging the terraced rice paddies below.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

An ethnic minority market in the small mud-laden village of Hmong Hum, about 2 hours drive over the rugged mountain roads from the town of Sa Pa.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Loose tobacco, known as thuoc lao, is sold in bulk and inhaled via what is essentially a bong made of bamboo.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

In the center of the market, a small spat erupts between young men.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

I’m not sure if the spilled rice was the cause or the effect of the fight, but in any case, in very Vietnamese fashion, it caused a scene that drew a crowd of onlookers.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Buffalo are an essential part of the existence in the north, much like many other areas of the country. Children of not so many years are often the ones given charge of the large, powerful creatures.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Terraced rice fields define much of the landscape here.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

On a high remote hillside, a father and son become one.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

At the park in the center of the town of Sa Pa, young Hmong girls are more concerned with play than with selling the handmade trinkets that generally constructs their days.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Even as they grow older, both manufacturing and selling these traditional items to tourists will become their primary career. Formal education seems to have very little necessity or means of support in this rugged landscape. However, these girls are often nearly fluent in several popular languages, and can offer a rebuttal to almost any tourist who gives an excuse for not buying from them.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

The slightly more aged youth picked up an unfinished bottle of beer, and before consuming it himself, took liberties to share it with his younger friend as the smaller boy’s father looked on.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

At another local minority market called Coc Ly, makeshift barber shops are set up each day. Needing little more than a mirror and chair, these can also be found in nearly everywhere in the country.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Age in three parts: On another high hillside, a teenaged girl and her family prepare hemp stalks for sale. These bundles can be seen drying all along the mountainous roads.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Perhaps not so many years pass on before the time to bear your own children is at hand. In these environs, the work needed for survival is non-stop, and new generations are of course welcome additions to the able hands and bodies.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Even well into age, the grind of life must continue. Walking sometimes up to several hours to buy or sell goods is, and may always be, the way of life in these parts.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

The large animals that are a staple of daily life, also appear to be commodities after they’ve expired, though while they’re still in bodily form, they are taken care of as well as possible.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

 

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

In another corner of the small market, an improvised photo studio provides captured moments and existences, which are often luxury items in this part of the country.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A fairly frantic monkey is caged behind a rustic restaurant that greets tourists at the end of a river boat trip.

Under Great Northern Skies: Sa Pa, Vietnam. Lying in the high hills on the border of Vietnam and China, grand landscapes are home to several different ethnic minority groups. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

And finally, agriculture, stunning natural beauty and hard work are the defining characteristics in this corner of the world.

A few additional images are found in the archived gallery.

Cham Wedding

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A few weeks ago now I began a pretty large scale commercial assignment for a chain of high end hotels, the first of which took me to Chau Doc, Vietnam, which lies right on the border with Cambodia. Along with shooting the interiors of the hotels, part of the job is also capturing the interesting sights in their general vicinity that guests can visit. One of these in Chau Doc are the Cham villages. Cham people are descendants of the former Champa Kingdom, and also found in a few other areas of Vietnam and Cambodia, though they practice different religions. Those near here are Muslim, while others farther north may also be Hindu. They speak Vietnamese, as well as their own language. Upon visiting this village, I met several people who, speaking American English, told me that they were preparing for a wedding the next day, and in typical friendly fashion, invited me to come back for it. Luckily our shooting schedule permitted, and I did just that. It was quite interesting, the people couldn’t have been nicer, and these are a few of the frames I caught during an early morning village wedding.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Some gathered outside the house in waiting

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

while others in the wedding party got ready inside.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A hired band with an open mic policy provided music that could be heard by anyone within several hundred meters it seemed.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

This, which I captured the on the first day’s visit, and how I learned there was to be a wedding,

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

became lunch for the more than one hundred villagers who joined the celebration.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

As all was being prepared, guests moved through the small village to the home.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Some by foot, and some by the local traditional transport called a xe loi, essentially a bicycle with a cart attached.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

As others gathered at the house, the men gathered at the mosque to carry out their wedding traditions.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Once ready, they all made their way the fifty meters or so to the house where all were waiting. The groom’s attire I thought was quite interesting, almost resembling something like an Arab sheik to me.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

The father of the bride seemed to have this thousand yard stare about him the whole time.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

The couple, I think were actually married in a very small, hot and crowded room, which I tried to access, but could see nothing of them. Only backs of heads and cameras. But when the vows were taken pretty quickly, they emerged and went next door to the easier to access ‘picture room.’

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Following a cavalcade of photos, they rejoined the guests for the well known cake part of weddings, and it seemed like that’s where the loose narrative ends. Below are just a few extra frames for fun.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

Youth in traditional prayer position.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

These three boys were the grooms accompaniments, seen above bearing gifts.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

She and her family were from this village, but now live in Pennsylvania. It was them I met the morning of the first visit, looking like villagers, but speaking just like I do, that caught be a bit off guard, but was definitely a welcome surprise.

A Cham Muslim wedding in a small village near Chau Doc, Vietnam. (Quinn Ryan Mattingly)

And the final frame I snapped on my way out. Following all the ceremony, a youngster enjoys his lunch apart from the rest of the crowd.

Recent Video Work

I haven’t done too much multimedia or video work recently, beyond these two pieces which my friend just posted, so I thought I would also share them here now. I worked with the same crew of friends on both of them as the DP, and also did a majority of the camera work.

This was the most recent one, just finished about a month ago. It was a corporate video for the Vietnam division of an international media agency.

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This one was done last October as a part of the 48 Film Project in Ho Chi Minh City. Like it sounds, you have 48 hours to write, produce and edit a short film, while adhering to a few conditions given to you by the organizers. Essentially, on Friday night we received our film genre, and began writing it not long after. We shot all day and night Saturday, forgoing sleep and wrapping about 8am on Sunday morning. I went home for a bit of shut eye as the others holed up in the editing room. We got it finished, exported and delivered with about fifteen minutes to spare. It was a pretty crazy and busy weekend, but was quite a lot of fun.

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