Between Frames

Personal Snapshots: An Inherited Memory of Vietnam

Curated by Philippe Trinh

Between Frames

My parents left Vietnam with nothing. No physical records of the places they grew up, the streets they walked, or the version of home that existed before everything changed.

What remains are stories and fragments retold.

So what you’re seeing here isn’t my family’s archive— it’s someone else’s.

Images captured by U.S. servicemen—men who moved through the same country my parents knew but from a different lens. Their cameras capturing moments of routine, unfamiliar landscapes, Vietnamese civilians encountered in passing… And yet, inside those frames, small details begin to echo the stories I grew up hearing.

Together, these fragments build something larger. They form a kind of memory— one that is incomplete, subjective, and carried across time by people who didn’t realize what they were preserving.

And within that memory, another layer begins to take shape:

A Vietnam my parents once knew— reconstructed not from what they carried with them, but from what others left behind.

Fragments of a Country

Carried forward: Photographs from Vietnam and the Memory They Preserved.

the war seen within.

Seen decades later, the photographs move in two directions at once.  What was once a soldier’s casual record of a foreign country becomes a fragment of a home our family lost. 

from one brother
to another

A life assembled through what remains.

Tracing a life from presence to absence—and then into the hands of those who carried it forward. Through letters, ephemera, photographs, awards, and telegrams, this wall assembles one young serviceman’s story in fragments.

But this story does not arrive all at once.

It unfolds through a sequence of messages. Telegrams reporting injury. Updates. Then, confirmation. Each one shifting what is understood, piece by piece.

While the photographs in Between Frames reflect many lives and perspectives, Lynn Matteson’s story offers something rare: a sequence that can be followed. Not because it is complete, but because enough remains to trace its outline.

He was nineteen.

Like the images throughout the exhibition, his life is not seen in full. It is understood through what was kept—moments preserved, details recorded, and messages carried across distance.

In 1969, his brother, Don Matteson of Kingston, New York, accepted the Air Medal on his behalf. In that moment, the story shifts—from something lived, to something carried.

What began as one life becomes something carried by another.

How do we come to understand a life we were never there to witness? And how do we reconstruct a country we have only experienced through what remains?

Parallel Frames

The Vietnam They Knew, The One I Found

Recovered 7-inch reel, ~400 ft, color Super 8 film reel, 1969.

RARE amateur footage by a U.S. Air Force serviceman stationed at Tan Son Nhut Air Base, this reel captures fragments of daily life in and around Saigon during the Vietnam War.

The footage moves between Saigon street scenes, regional flights, and base life—crew gatherings, helicopters, and brief moments of leisure—alongside civic work, including the construction and dedication of the Dieu Quang orphanage in 1969.

What unfolds here sits between two timelines.
One is the Vietnam my parents knew—lived in, and eventually fled.
The other is this one—seen through the lens of a serviceman, moving through the same landscape with a different sense of time, purpose, and distance.

I wasn’t there for either.
But through this reel, I step into both.

Within Between Frames, the film remains a partial record—an individual perspective shaped by what was seen, and what was chosen to be remembered.

SLIDEs

35mm slides (approx. 300), late 1960s–early 1970s.

Recovered archival slide, projected as part of the exhibition environment.

*The slide shown in photo and two slides below are originals from the archive.

The Physical Archive