Public Project
East of East, North of North
The travel was deliberately bare-bones; I went where the wind blew, when I felt like it, using local transport or rented scooters and stayed at hostels or homestays, the better to insert myself into the peoples lives and to get the true feel of the region. I discovered a sort of liberating lawlessness here; there are few rules, especially regarding personal safety. Much of Asia only makes sense when you're on two wheels so, if you want to pile a family of six onto a scooter to get where you need to go, then that's on you. Crossing the street in Ho Chi Minh City requires an act of faith as no-one obeys the traffic lights. But, as a photographer, I found a level of freedom to insert myself wherever I needed and not be questioned.
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