When the sun goes down, Taiwan’s cities change their character. Neon signs, LED lettering, lanterns and shop windows begin to glow, and together their countless lights turn the streets into living paintings. Night after night, I found myself drawn back into it.
My nocturnal wanderings through Taiwan’s cities felt like expeditions into the unknown, partly because of the language barrier, but mostly because I had no destination. For hours after dark, I followed the busy main roads with their tides of scooters, slipped into dimly lit side streets and lingered on corners where the rhythm of the city seemed to change from one block to the next.
In these photographs, light and shadow merge, as do colors and shapes, old and new, past and future. They reflect the energy of Taiwan’s cities at night, and perhaps something of the dreams and longings of the people who live in them.
