Back in ‘Nam

        buddhist monk vietnam 2001

I went to this temple often before they repainted it. It’s near my mom’s village where she grew up as a child. He’s my fleeing monk.

Nam

This is my Aunt doing the wash out front while the tide is high. I had visited them in 2001 and 2004, it’s a beautiful country. Highly recommended.

Sneek Peek

 

la sucia (dos)

 

I’ve been working on a bedtime project for the past two months. This is a peek at part of it. The other part is a collaboration from a fellow photographer. He shoots bright airy nudes and I’m keeping it on the dark side. Once we get our location on lock, I’ll give up more. Anyways, here’s a peek bitches.

The Palace of Fine Arts San Francisco

 

I graduated on the 24th of May with a BFA in Fine Art Photography from the Academy in San Francisco. On my way to being a Master Printer. An image I composed last year made it into the Museum. It’s hanging until June 6th I believe. My mom, son, and oldest friend Lance came to wish me well. Super thankful for times like these. Just wish my dad were here too. I love you poppa.

Dark

The graveyard in Old Towne, San Diego is pretty old. It is in the “birthplace” of California. It’s got white wood grave markers, like white picket fence. It runs under the street too, so you are really just driving over indian graves and disrespecting the dead.

*** All images taken by Melody Hall and are copyright.

Figure-scaping

legs

This image is another in the series on figure-scaping. It is all relative in the theory of Equivalents. Mr. Minor White, besides having a great name, had great ideas.

*** This image was taken by Melody Hall and is copyright.

Going back in time with Vietnam

 buddha_fenced

A five hour drive south of Saigon will land you in the heart of Vietnam’s Mekong Delta. The canals and waterways are a lifeline for the Vietnamese farmers. Their goods are carried to the floating markets via water. Hidden between thick jungle and a maze of canals you can find beautifully aged temples. The ruins and reminders of French architecture still haunt the land, what remains slowly crumbles back to the earth. A visually stunning country, filled with colorful, friendly people.

**All of the images on this site have been taken by Melody Hall and are copyright.