Day 333/365 A Temple With No Backstage
This looks, at first glance, like a working supply room tucked behind some larger, more formal temple hall — the kind of practical back-of-house space a bigger complex keeps out of sight. It isn't. This small, old temple, built into the trees near where the photograph was taken, doesn't have a separate hall elsewhere holding a grander version of what's shown here. This modest, cluttered space is close to the whole thing. A wide, warm, genuinely lived-in frame that shows exactly what a small local temple actually looks like when it doesn't have the luxury of separating its altar from its own supplies.
Day 328/365 The Bicycle Graveyard Has A Witness
Dozens of derelict bicycles, tangled into a single dense mass against a crumbling Kaohsiung facade, and a man leaning out of an upper window watching over all of it. Most viewers will see the pile first and the witness never. This is a study in what deep focus and patient looking can do for a scene built almost entirely out of accumulation.
Day 325/365 A Shadow Ten Times Her Height
Shot straight down from a height, a single woman crosses a paved plaza while the low evening sun stretches her into a shadow many times her own length. A study in extreme perspective, graphic minimalism, and the century-old tradition of photographing the world from directly above it.
Day 317/365 What The Glass Remembers: A Night At Wired Chaya
Rain fogs a Kaohsiung storefront into a screen of light and streak, a neon sign holding its shape against a dissolving interior. A close look at what condensation does to composition, why the least legible frame is sometimes the most truthful one, and what it takes to make wet glass work for you rather than against you.
Day 315/365 Faceless in the Downpour: One Hook, One Crate, and a Kaohsiung Delivery in the Rain
A figure vanishes entirely inside a clear plastic raincoat, dragging a loaded delivery crate across wet pavement with nothing more than a hooked pole, as a food truck idles behind them. What does a photograph gain when it strips its subject down to gesture and tool alone? A look at anonymity, weather, and unglamorous labour.
Day 314/365 Dirt, Grit, and a Peace Sign: The Real Work Behind the Laughter in Tainan
Two men laugh near a wheelbarrow while a young woman shovels cement mix, pauses, and flashes a peace sign at the camera. Who is actually doing the work in this frame? A look at labor, gesture, and the quiet subversion hiding in plain sight.
Day 309/365 Mirrored Harbor: The 85 Tower and the Cruise Terminal, Doubled
Kaohsiung’s skyline splits perfectly along a still waterline, the 85 Sky Tower and the sculptural Port Cruise Terminal reflected in flawless symmetry. A black-and-white study in architecture, stillness, and the rare gift of water this calm.
Day 307/365 Downpour on Lingya: A Vertical Study in Rain and Facade
A tall apartment facade, its decorative grilles and cluttered balconies streaked top to bottom by heavy monsoon rain. A vertical black-and-white study in texture, weather, and the accumulated life visible behind a building’s ornamental screens.
Day 305/365 Corridor of Light: A Walk Through Taichung’s Green Museumbrary
A lone figure walks through a striped corridor of light and shadow, his reflection doubling him in a mirrored wall beside him. A dramatic black-and-white study in geometry, repetition, and the way architecture can turn a single visitor into a whole procession.
Day 297/365 The 85 Sky Tower, Wrapped in Cloud
Kaohsiung’s tallest building disappears into low mist, its distinctive crown just visible above a foreground of ordinary apartment blocks and a dark, leafy tree. A black-and-white study in scale, layered urban history, and the atmosphere a passing cloud can lend to a skyline.
Day 296/365 The Sage and the Keyboard: A Study in Anachronism
A weathered statue of a robed scholar rests one carved hand on a modern computer keyboard, ancient wisdom meeting the tools of the digital age. A close, warmly lit study in incongruity, texture, and the sly humor a city can build into its own public art.
Day 294/365 Nine Faces at the Window: A Study in the Uncanny
Nine oversized mascot heads stare out through a grid of windowpanes at night, their painted eyes catching the light like a strange, silent audience. A saturated, faintly unsettling study in repetition, color, and the uncanny territory between cute and creepy.
Day293/365 Under the Sign: A Study in Quiet Contradiction
A woman crouches for a moment’s rest against a hospital wall, cigarette between her fingers, directly beneath a No Smoking sign warning of a NT$10,000 fine. A black-and-white study in geometry, irony, and the small contradictions of an ordinary afternoon.
Day 290/365 The Living Furniture of Central Park: A Study in Communal Rest
A tangle of banyan roots forms natural chairs, and Kaohsiung’s elders settle into them as though the tree grew this way just for them. A surreal, humanist study in shared space, texture, and the quiet sociability of an ordinary afternoon.
Day 289/365 Speed Demon: A Study in Panning and Motion
A helmeted rider cuts through a Kaohsiung intersection, the world around her dissolved into streaks while she stays perfectly sharp. A textbook study in the panning technique, and everything that has to go right for it to work.
Day 288/365 Through the Glass: A Study in Layered Reflection
A pizza sits behind the glass while the street outside — a passing car, beer logos, a worker mid-motion — floats across its surface in reflection. A patient, layered study in what a single pane of glass can hold at once, if you actually stop to look.
Day 287/365 Still Life at the Back Wall: A Kaohsiung Nocturne
A traffic cone stands sentinel before a barred window, wires trailing overhead and a mop hanging like a scarecrow. A symmetrical, quietly surreal study of a Kaohsiung back alley at night, where ordinary maintenance objects arrange themselves into something close to still life.
Day 286/365 The Chained Giant: A Portrait of an Abandoned Bicycle
A vintage Giant bicycle, rusted and locked to nothing in particular, stands frozen against a brick wall. A frontal, dignified study in decay, mechanical detail, and the quiet mystery of objects left behind on a Kaohsiung street.
Day 284/365 The Almond Eye: A Macro Study in Fur and Focus
A tight profile of a small dog’s face, whiskers catching stray light, one dark eye holding a tiny reflected world. A close, textural study in focus falloff, color contrast, and the strange intimacy of getting this close to another creature’s face.
Day 282/365 Blade of Light: A Still Life in Red and Shadow
An Apple Pencil rests diagonally across a dark iPad, a single sharp shaft of red light slicing across the frame. A moody, minimal study in reduction — one object, one light source, and the faint ghost of a logo caught in shadow.