In between

I'm in Cambodia since 3 months now. It will always surprise me how versatile can be the passing time. I feel like I've been here since so long, and yet, I remember my first step out of the plane as it was just yesterday. Passing from a cold air-conditionned and narrow space to a humid and hot new place to discover, leaving people that I see everyday for ones that I haven't met for a while.

I still have 3 months more to go before going back to France, and my mood is as versatile as the time, going from up to down, and from wonder to bitter feelings.

Tiger Translate

On friday 19th August, Tiger Translate returned to Phnom Penh, for the third time. I had to help to organize and set up the event. It was a really good experience, which allowed me to learn how this kind of event is done, from the conception to the celebration :). I've also met a lot of interesting people.

Balancing between traditions and modernity, and involving both expats and locals, Translate make a 180° turn direction from the previous editions. It introduced concepts that are still new to Cambodia, such as live t-shirt printing, or photo booth, and it was well received and attracted a lot of curious minded people that are seeking to live new experiences.

Traditional Chapey player, Monkey and Giant dancers introduced traditional khmer arts to expats, and appealed memories of the locals. Hip Hop Jazz fusion music by the french band 12Mé & Raph, break dance, and live painting were well received by locals. Khmer Hip Hop collective KlapYaHandz and the battle dance between the traditional dancers and urban break dancers were depicting fast moving Cambodia and rocked Phnom Penh new urban scene. Cambodia is moving forward, improving and heading toward modernity, but without forgetting about its traditions and roots. That night, people can feel it: far from being lost, Cambodia found itself in Translation.

It all started with an empty warehouse, where talented people filled the place with passion.

(more pictures to come when my internet connexion decides to be nice with me >_<)

Sunday Sahara

"How many Sundays – how many hundreds of Sundays like this – lay ahead of me? “Quiet, peaceful and lonely” I said aloud to myself. On Sundays i didn't wind my spring."

In the mood of doing nothing. Pressed the replay button a thousand times.