Cultivating joy is a lost art. These are some side projects I’ve done for myself.
At the wee age of 22 I spent a year in Cambodia.
I lived with a host family, biked to work in a sampot skirt, took 3 bucket baths a day to escape the heat, learned enough Khmer to get by, slung noodles with market mings, and generally just hung the hell out.
These photos are a combination of my time in 2011 and when I went back to visit in 2016.
Feeling nostalgic? Listen to 60’s Cambodian psychedelic surf rock.
