Eduard Michalko
Minh-Hoang Nguyen
Eduard:
"Thank you so much for your email, I hope you decided as you felt the most with your picture and I agree with you, this topic was a little more difficult and moreover for me. Of course, when this word "the heritage" is traded by generations, often involved with a cultural aspect or as I have already mentioned traditions across generations, but I didn't want to go this way, capture traditions in the truest way I would like to be in the country, where I grew up, I could feel it every year and experienced all these emotions.
Later then I remembered one childhood memory.
The situation has experienced every one of us and this is a situation when a small child fell off the bicycle, while running or pulling the first baby teeth. With this option, when my mom pulled my baby teeth and packed them into the napkins from blood and then put on a towel. I remember that when I saw my blood and dragging the tooth, I started crying, but my mom began to call me down that this blood is the same what she is wearing as well. My mum used to tell me and my sister quite often during our childhood times that I and my sister we are her blood, this is inherited after it and we wear it.
When we see the blood for the first time, we are sure to cry first, when blood came out from my first pulled teeth - memory of my mom's eyes I have in front me, eyes full of joy and love, she looked so proud, that we wear the same inherited blood.
Later a few years on it, my mom saw the same blood, here some inherited blood, but the eyes were no longer full of love, but I saw eyes full of dissapointment, and that was an important lesson for me, I understood that I just want to see those eyes full of love and no longer want to see disappointment in her eyes - never again.
I hope, one day I will be able to manage it, though I don't believe my own words again, thoughts, and in my abilities to fix it and see those eyes full of joy once again.
And because of that, I dont believe I can fix it, at least for the last time maybe it might be better to leave it all in my sister's hands, she inherited the same blood, she believes what she says and she never made our mum's eyes sad or disappointed."
"Thank you so much for your email, I hope you decided as you felt the most with your picture and I agree with you, this topic was a little more difficult and moreover for me. Of course, when this word "the heritage" is traded by generations, often involved with a cultural aspect or as I have already mentioned traditions across generations, but I didn't want to go this way, capture traditions in the truest way I would like to be in the country, where I grew up, I could feel it every year and experienced all these emotions.
Later then I remembered one childhood memory.
The situation has experienced every one of us and this is a situation when a small child fell off the bicycle, while running or pulling the first baby teeth. With this option, when my mom pulled my baby teeth and packed them into the napkins from blood and then put on a towel. I remember that when I saw my blood and dragging the tooth, I started crying, but my mom began to call me down that this blood is the same what she is wearing as well. My mum used to tell me and my sister quite often during our childhood times that I and my sister we are her blood, this is inherited after it and we wear it.
When we see the blood for the first time, we are sure to cry first, when blood came out from my first pulled teeth - memory of my mom's eyes I have in front me, eyes full of joy and love, she looked so proud, that we wear the same inherited blood.
Later a few years on it, my mom saw the same blood, here some inherited blood, but the eyes were no longer full of love, but I saw eyes full of dissapointment, and that was an important lesson for me, I understood that I just want to see those eyes full of love and no longer want to see disappointment in her eyes - never again.
I hope, one day I will be able to manage it, though I don't believe my own words again, thoughts, and in my abilities to fix it and see those eyes full of joy once again.
And because of that, I dont believe I can fix it, at least for the last time maybe it might be better to leave it all in my sister's hands, she inherited the same blood, she believes what she says and she never made our mum's eyes sad or disappointed."
Hoang:
"The topic this week is difficult. I wonder what heritage is to you. For me, it is stories passed down generations that somehow contributed to my own history, stories, identity, which I had little control over. One example: when I studied in the United States, every time, I introduced myself as a Vietnamese, it was inevitable that the first thing the other person think of would be the Vietnam War, then we would start talking about how my country has changed since the war, the Vietnam War veterans, and more of the same thing.
Within the country, such a heritage and history of war are also repeated in the vernacular life. Most of the streets are named after the heroes and heroines of resistance, either from thousand years back or from the most recent ones with the French and the American. Monuments are still everywhere, incorporated to everyday life, their original purpose to commemorate revolution mostly ignored. I find it interesting that the monuments, born to celebrate, quickly lost their meaning.
At the same time, I have that heritage within me, not from history lessons in school, but from various family dinners I had as a child. My parents used to tell me stories about how they grew up as small children in the time of war, about how my paternal grandparents had to rebuild their home three times because of aerial bombing, and how it was common for my dad to find human bone fragments in the garden. That, not history books nor monuments, were how the stories of trauma passed to me, and became a part of me.
I made this work from all those thoughts last year: https://www.hoangnguyenphoto.com/titlewanted No matter how I try, these are the only things that came up whenever I thought about heritage. It is unfortunate but I might have to use on of these pictures for this assignment."
"The topic this week is difficult. I wonder what heritage is to you. For me, it is stories passed down generations that somehow contributed to my own history, stories, identity, which I had little control over. One example: when I studied in the United States, every time, I introduced myself as a Vietnamese, it was inevitable that the first thing the other person think of would be the Vietnam War, then we would start talking about how my country has changed since the war, the Vietnam War veterans, and more of the same thing.
Within the country, such a heritage and history of war are also repeated in the vernacular life. Most of the streets are named after the heroes and heroines of resistance, either from thousand years back or from the most recent ones with the French and the American. Monuments are still everywhere, incorporated to everyday life, their original purpose to commemorate revolution mostly ignored. I find it interesting that the monuments, born to celebrate, quickly lost their meaning.
At the same time, I have that heritage within me, not from history lessons in school, but from various family dinners I had as a child. My parents used to tell me stories about how they grew up as small children in the time of war, about how my paternal grandparents had to rebuild their home three times because of aerial bombing, and how it was common for my dad to find human bone fragments in the garden. That, not history books nor monuments, were how the stories of trauma passed to me, and became a part of me.
I made this work from all those thoughts last year: https://www.hoangnguyenphoto.com/titlewanted No matter how I try, these are the only things that came up whenever I thought about heritage. It is unfortunate but I might have to use on of these pictures for this assignment."
Eduard Michalko preparing food
Minh-Hoang Nguyen preparing food