Xuan My Ho

Xuan My Ho grew up in a country at war. She was barely a teenager when rocket fire struck her hometown of My-Tho in Vietnam’s Mekong Delta. She survived the night by hiding in a basement bunker only to emerge the next morning and find the remains of someone far less fortunate scattered on her neighbor’s front door. “That scene is still engraved in my memory,” she says. So are images of the injured soldiers she met while working as a Red Cross volunteer in a military hospital. “Being bedside with these soldiers, I witnessed the pain and suffering they went through just by looking into their eyes.” She uses these shards of memory in her mosaics.