The family I grew up in had three generations of widows.

How am I placing myself in the world of other people around me? For me, I feel that I am not really alone, that others can feel it too. I see art in this way.

I read a lot when I was in school in the United States, and even though writing in English is very difficult for me, I wrote in journals.

I think there are things I can't write in English that I wish I could write in Khmer.

I thought of the pillowcases as a symbol of love and loss, of retaining the memory of your loved one.

I started to paint in the year 2000. I never thought of going to an art school, even though I loved art.

Often when people tell their story, they talk about their strengths and resiliency. It's really about their determination and their aspiration to survive and live.