Lyno's making my job easier too, covering much of the same ground he did before
. But now that there's no translation necessary, he's going into deeper, more amusing depth. For example, you know what the name of his collective, Stiev Selapak, means? Stiev is a young bull, i.e. an improper, ill-behaved youth. They're rebels, man!
Remember his fellow collective member, Khay Samnang? This is a video work in Japan called Air, where he dumps air onto his head while a Geiger counter beeps out the radiation.
And Lim Sokchalina: to draw attention to climate change, he created an installation of ice plates, floating on the Tonle Sap river, around a fascinating village that lives under year flooded, half the year dry.
And this piece from Thoamada - you know why this guy called his face-painting "Yeak"? Because that's the name of an ogre in Cambodian legend. And the guy said Cambodians are scared of gay people - like Yeak.
And I'm kind of mad at Lyno for not telling me about this one - this lesbian couple, photographed in Thoamada II, is called "The Salt Seeker" because of the circumstances under which they met.
It was during the Khmer Rouge era, when everyone was starving. One lady asked another for some salt, and the woman refused. And she thought, "Oh my god, this woman is so mean! But she’s so interesting." And they got together. And now they're married with two adopted daughters, one adopted son, and a few grandkids, too.
Family with one gay son and an MTF transgender daughter.
Lyno: Because most of these houses were very small, I had to practically stand against a wall [to get the shot].
And an anecdote about Sa Sa Art Projects' White Nights effort - residents loved being photographed by the students, and when they saw their photos on the wall, they recognised themselves, and believed they had ownership, so they pulled 'em right off! Why not?
And a work from Snit Snaal, another student/community project - that's Rattanut's work on the right, where he got visitors to stick their heads into a dome in order to hear glorious forgotten Cambodian music from the 1960s.
"Snit Snaal", he added, means something like intimate, fun. When the students had first come into the slum area of the White Building, they'd been scared stiff of everything around them. But now, this word was chosen by them to explain how they now felt about the neighbourhood. Changing hearts, changing minds, maybe changing worlds.
P.S. I've given Lyno some press on the LGBT news site Fridae