179. gondolas flying over a mountain pass
we are all in this together
no matter how separate
how individual we may think we are from one another
flying in our little bubbles
we are all part of each other
all one
what you see
is a reflection of your self
175. light between two hong kong skyscrapers
when a dream is born inside
and you feel the call to create your vision
fear may come into your mind
disguised as doubt
it can creep into your heart and kill your dreams
paralyzing your creative impulse
release the illusion of fear
there is a unique voice inside
seek it
go within
find your voice
bring your light into the world
117. old loneliness
sitting alone on a cold bench in the middle of a stairwell in hong kong, an old lady rests her tired, anguishing bones.
clutching at her belongings, she seems to be hanging on to life itself.
a ray of warm light bursts through the clouds, slips between the oppressive buildings, lighting her soul on white fire.
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stopping to look up amidst the packed streets busy with people in hong kong central, skyscrapers display slow, breathtaking shows of subtle light nuances as they cast their shadows on themselves. each tower casts its unique shades, shapes, colors, and reflections on its neighbor, according to the movement of the sun or the reflection of the moon. depicted here is one of my favorite buildings in hong kong. the rigor and purity of its square format, the geometric design in clean and simple white lines truly allows this building to stand out among the rest. a blank framework for light to work its magic day and night.
6. smooth & shiny
inside the clean, sleek, glass and metal skyscrapers, mesmerizing installations defying gravity greet you in the tall, clean, white spaces. in you go to a warm, welcoming, consumerist environment. in this modern world, our most grandiose spaces are dedicated to the gods of consumption.
5. grit
a wall. a palimpsest of paper, paint, soot, grime, dirt. traces of what once was an advertisement pasted on the wall yield to graffiti, claiming the concrete rising in the back streets of hong kong, behind the veil of neon and bright colorful clean images and sounds. around the corner, a different city coexists with itself.
