Too young to be a Mom (on-going)

According to UNICEF, 18% children who are under Child Marriage in Vietnam.  The most percentage belongs to Northern Vietnam. According to Vietnamese law: men are at least 20 years old and women are at least 18 years old before marrying. Both spouses must also be given free consent. 

Early marriage is a violation of children’s human rights. Despite being prohibited by international law, it continues to rob millions of girls under 18 around the world of their childhood. 

Too young to be a Mom project started with the aim to look for answers to my personal questions: “How is the interior life of little girls who are experiencing ‘child marriage’?” and what are the complicated psychological movements these little girls experience being a young mother. 

Before I started following this project, I tried to put myself in those little girls’ shoes. I wondered if I were them, would I accept this situation and keep continuing to live? At that time, my answer was no. I could not. 

Too young to be a Mom long-term project, is still seeking for inner voices and trying to portray the situation under multiple platforms including photography and documentary film.  We need support from the indigenous communities, organizations to raise empathy, awareness and stand for young girls.

Photo editor: Ed Kashi and Julie Winokur

Things that remain

Things that remain normally chronicles daily activities in some of each narrow houses in Saigon urbanization. In Saigon, there are many buildings which were  built since 1975. Over 50 years, the narrow living is continuing every day. All buildings here are divided into 4 groups, predicated on the capacity of bearing structure. From A to D level.

Things that remain focuses on describing daily life inside houses of level D, which is considering for clearance in a few days. During 4 months, I have met many people including family, coupes, individuals; entered their private life and gathered intimate conversations accompanying with happiness, sorrow and even sorrow from local people who couldn’t certainly determine how their future would be happening. The smallest house I came in, the more deeply stories I was heard. Some images here just a small part from many photos were taken during the time I stayed in Saigon.

Love, Joy, Happiness, Sorrow still remain here.

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