Monday, 3 November 2014
Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
UNICEF
Thursday, 29 November 2012
UNICEF Calendar / UNICEF Germany
Thursday, 18 October 2012
Norwegian Journal of Nutrition
Some of my photos from my work with UNICEF in the Mekong Delta at the end of last year have been published in the Norwegian Journal of Nutrition. The article is a letter from Vietnam by UNICEF's own Roger Mathisen who was down in the delta with me, or rather, I was down there with him. Thank-you to Roger for sharing my photos of the important work UNICEF are doing in Vietnam.
Friday, 12 October 2012
Vietnam: Cam On/Hen Gap Lai
Well then.
Previously I thought I'd write this in the airport while waiting for the flight that was going to take me away from Vietnam. That, I thought, would be the right thing, the poetic thing to do. But, as it happened, it took a very long time to check in given the amount of luggage we had. So before boarding there was only time enough to sit down briefly, eat a bowl of overpriced pho, let the blood flow back into our faces, dry the tears flowing out of our pockets, and get on the plane. And, after that, there was champagne to be quaffed as we taxied to the runway (courtesy of a very nice man who, seeing our pale, distressed faces as it dawned on us how much our excess baggage was going to cost us, bumped us up to business class). Then there was a short-term apartment to move into and out of, and another apartment to be moved into, and bureaucratic things to sort out, and new things to discover, and suddenly a couple of months had passed.
Wednesday, 10 October 2012
Portfolio: East & West Traveller
Thursday, 5 July 2012
Ha Giang Holga
These photos are from a recent motorbike trip I went on with my girlfriend. It was a great trip in one of the greatest places (I think) on Earth - Ha Giang. The shaky-looking photos are either double or multiple exposures, or because my hands were vibrating from hours on the throttle. I can't rightly remember.
It's probably also worth mentioning that we undertook this trip with a 400g lump of Gorgonzola, which doesn't keep well in hot panniers. Despite our bravery, it got the better of us under a tree (4th picture down) and had to be laid to rest in the next town.
It's probably also worth mentioning that we undertook this trip with a 400g lump of Gorgonzola, which doesn't keep well in hot panniers. Despite our bravery, it got the better of us under a tree (4th picture down) and had to be laid to rest in the next town.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Recent Tearsheets
A couple of the photos I took for UNICEF at the end of 2011 are on the front page of their recent report. And my photos of the dangerous Hanoian gangstahs - EP and the Hanoi Sessions fellows - just before they became hot internet property, appeared in Heritage Magazine, the in-flight magazine of Vietnam Airlines.
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
UNICEF Outtakes
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
International Peace Foundation
I did a bit of work a few weeks back for the International Peace Foundation. Prince Alfred of Liechtenstein, who is the Chairman of the Foundation's Advisory Board, was visiting, and I documented some of the Hanoi leg of his trip.
We visited The Minister of Foreign Affairs first. And we travelled in slick, black BMW's with a police escort, so that was pretty dandy.
We visited The Minister of Foreign Affairs first. And we travelled in slick, black BMW's with a police escort, so that was pretty dandy.
Thursday, 7 June 2012
CAMA Festival 6
So it came to pass that the yearly event that all sane Hanoians look forward to rolled around again, and this year I was the lucky shashinka given access to the stage to document the event.
The festival was rammed - as usual - and not even torrential rain towards the end of the day could dampen the spirits of the crowd. The rain may even have made it the best ending to a CAMA Festival that these eyes have seen. Hundreds of people squashed together under the tarp in a seething mass of humanity, others rolling around in the mud to either side, watching Electric Eel Shock in all their high-octane drum bothering guitar chewing glory.
So. Thanks to the CAMA crew for inviting me to photograph their festival, and a big thanks to them also for all the effort they put in, year in year out, bringing bands over, putting on shows, and making Hanoi a more exciting place to live. They're essential to the life of this city, so please continue to go to and support their Good Works.
Here be some crowd shots:
The festival was rammed - as usual - and not even torrential rain towards the end of the day could dampen the spirits of the crowd. The rain may even have made it the best ending to a CAMA Festival that these eyes have seen. Hundreds of people squashed together under the tarp in a seething mass of humanity, others rolling around in the mud to either side, watching Electric Eel Shock in all their high-octane drum bothering guitar chewing glory.
So. Thanks to the CAMA crew for inviting me to photograph their festival, and a big thanks to them also for all the effort they put in, year in year out, bringing bands over, putting on shows, and making Hanoi a more exciting place to live. They're essential to the life of this city, so please continue to go to and support their Good Works.
Here be some crowd shots:
Sunday, 13 May 2012
iLiKETRAiNS
These photos are from a recent visit to the Railway Workers Ku Thap The in Hanoi, which are communal living quarters for the rail workers and their families, adjoining the Hanoi Railway Station.
We had a tour of the place - not the living quarters but the workshops. Grease-covered men in blue overalls attacked pieces of metal, did things to massive wheels, and hunched smoking around ancient machinery. We saw a turntable and the men turned it for us. We were taken to see an old steam engine being renovated. We fumbled around in the dusty old cab, pulling levers and staring at dials. We pulled the chain and made loud tooting noises. We - myself and the writer - realized that we still wanted to be train drivers, or trains, or something on rails. Which is why I'm posting all of the photos I took that day, not just a selection. Choo choo.
We had a tour of the place - not the living quarters but the workshops. Grease-covered men in blue overalls attacked pieces of metal, did things to massive wheels, and hunched smoking around ancient machinery. We saw a turntable and the men turned it for us. We were taken to see an old steam engine being renovated. We fumbled around in the dusty old cab, pulling levers and staring at dials. We pulled the chain and made loud tooting noises. We - myself and the writer - realized that we still wanted to be train drivers, or trains, or something on rails. Which is why I'm posting all of the photos I took that day, not just a selection. Choo choo.
Tuesday, 1 May 2012




















