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On The Turtles Back | " This is a picture of my Anutie and Uncle, it was made before they went to Bangkok for my Auntie to receive Cancer Treatment."

Graduation | " The photo was taken in 1960s by a professional photographer in a studio in Phnom Penh as a memorable photo after she graduated to become a high school teacher."

The meaning then and the meaning now | " I saw my neighbour was making a photograph of the children in the village, they called me to join. I was told to dress accordingly so I borrowed some clothes. There were a lot of Khmer Rouge around but they where not strict, however they did ask the villagers to dress the same. The black clothing looked powerful, those who wore black were part of group, part of the KR. The poor were asked first and it give us power. I loved the black clothing then but now I hate it as it reminds me of a hard life of slavery and poverty.. When the Khmer rouge took power they killed the neighbour who made the photograph of us because of his education."

The Family | (L to R) 1."My Mother Chan Chhov, at the time of the Khmer Rouge she was moved from one area to another in Kampong Cham. Mother had to work really hard carrying bags of rice. No one dared to say anything you just did as you where told we feared death we had no rights." 2. Ngouv Sok "My father always told us not keep quite, not to say anything." 3. Ngouv Meng " In 1975 at the beginning he was called by the soldiers ... he never came back." 4. Ngouv Noy Hoy " My sister had her own family and she was relocated with them under the Khmer Rouge. Just like everyone else she kept quite and worked." NOTE: Images are from various dates, ages and appearances vary in this constructed family portrait.

Modernising a Memory | " Originally the images was made in 1956 but I had it updated to colour in 2012 and the background added, before it was a curtain in the background. The photo was taken just as my mother was pregnant with her first child, they wanted to mark this occasion. My Father was a policeman and my Mother stayed at home to look after the family. I remember clearly what happened on the 17th April 1975. We where in front of Oressey Market in Phnom Penh, my Father told my Mother to look after the four children and forget all our property he put us into a car and put a gun under the front seat...I lost my Father that day. The car could not leave as the roads where so busy, we ended up South of Phnom Penh and were held there until the 20th when we where taken to Prey Veng Province. My Mother passed away in 2004, she looked after us during the Khmer Rouge. I know my father could not leave that day, he was in uniform and had to go and confront the Khmer Rouge, if he was still alive he could have found me after the khmer Rouge at my Grandmothers house."