Anthinula Tori

When your parents decide that the obvious choice for a family holiday is Vietnam during the ceasefire back in the 1970s, and you’re five years old, and you remember vividly climbing on temple stone elephants, eating giant frog legs for lunch on the side of the road and watching army tanks through a window on the streets of Saigon after curfew, there are usually only a few ways your creative mind is going to play out. I chose storytelling.

- Anthinula Tori