California Roadtrip II

A stop motion video I shot in California.

California Road Trip - Travel Log #2 from Lam Thuy Vo on Vimeo.

Mohanee, Mandana and John: thanks for the laughs!

Merci Beaucoup pour la musique!
"Walls" by Bottlesmoker (Netlabel: disconinjaz)
Licensed under the Creative Commons License

Brooklyn Filmmaker's Collective: video piece

BFC short from Lam Thuy Vo on Vimeo.

Not sure if I pulled this one off but this is supposed to be about the re-emergence of a person post break-up.

This will be screened at our collective's event "The End" at the Music Hall of Williamsburg:

http://www.bfctheend.com/

Green Bikes at 3rd Ward

Green Bikes Event at 3rd Ward from Lam Thuy Vo on Vimeo.

Moviehouse screenings, workshops, live music, free beer and a visit from Chuck Schumer.

Peru Travel Log

Peru travel log from Lam Thuy Vo on Vimeo.

This video is dedicated to the lovely Beckey Bright who told me wondrous stories about this country's potatoes, in such an enticing way, I wanted to tell her about our experiences.

Also massive thank yous to Daniel Cavero, Alejandra Costa, Matthias Bernold and all the other lovely people who showed us around and connected us.

Music by Nattapoom

Text:

10 hours of torturous butt-clenching trickled on
as B-movies flickered through shut eyelids
to ruin an overnight flight
but then we crawled
out of our pretentious new york minds

peru

A citiscape lies flat before us,
only to grow, eventually,
in the gentrified ways of a metropolis.

A citiscape, a third world country,
a path to yuppie dreams of jungle.
A mountain Lima wall, where villages are growing,
to hint at the bought adventure to come.

A mountain city, the second part
of for us predictable intinerists.
A posed-for picture, so lonely planet,
and for the cost of a Manhattan coffee.

The smiles of vendors,
patting our conscience,
but still we're struck.
The city beams,
the mountain air so thin
we sleep in the afternoon,
the morning
and the night.

Then choo-chooing
and zig-zagging,
we make it all come true
The yuppie dream of real jungle
is whiffing through
our train window.

And then the climax,
so pre-written,
as beautiful can be.
But
with tourists spotting our view.
Some push-me pull-yous
Some mountain rabbits
Some nature,
pure and good,
pure and good,
some nature,
pure and good.

A Macchu Picchu (bless you)
a crowded ugly, pretty place.
Some ruins, history, culture, blah,
some ruins,
pure and good.

Admittedly,
I have to say.
I am.
A tourist,
stupidly in awe.