Photographed by Yilin Yang
The legend goes that the Greek Titan Prometheus stole fire from the gods and handed it to humanity, an act that enabled human progress. Ever since the discovery of fire, mankind has been preserving light. For those who are lucky to be conceived by the glimmering concrete jungles, there is an unspeakable bond with light. Yet the colossal city, however glistening and erotic in its own way, never contented humanity. The seemingly never-ending light speaks of our overwhelming addiction – the ever-growing desire condoned by the metropolis. What’s left to us is the glamour of the past, the emptiness of the present, and our desperate hope for an even brighter future.
From the neon signs of Hong Kong to the gas lamps of vintage theaters, light is the manifestation of our deepest desires. Rather than the emphasis on form, the texture and color of the cityscape are emphasized by the use of vintage cameras and analog film, shrouded by the brush strokes of the light trails.