Day 302/365 The Tire Stack: A Study in Circles Within Circles
Dozens of tires, stacked and leaning against each other, form a dense field of overlapping black rings. A tight, high-contrast study in repetition, curvature, and the strange sculptural beauty found in an ordinary tire yard.
Day 301/365 Empty Stools: A Study in Solitary Symmetry
A single figure sits eating alone amid a symmetrical field of empty plastic stools, the cluttered machinery of a street kitchen framing him on every side. A quiet, cinematic study in solitude, stillness, and the strange emptiness that settles over a public space between rushes.
Day 300/365 The Roof of Formosa Boulevard: A Study in Faceted Light
Triangular glass panels tile the canopy of Kaohsiung’s most beloved MRT station, sunlight catching a bright shard among a field of gray. A tight, black-and-white study in grid, geometry, and the abstraction hiding in a building most people only see from below.
Day 299/365 Lucky’s Flame: A Study in Action and Craft
A trainee cook wields a butane torch over a towering plate of fried chicken, blue flame caught mid-motion against a saucy, cheese-crowned mountain of food. A dynamic, color-rich study in kitchen action and the exact instant a dish becomes finished.
Day 298/365 The Spotmatic and Its Ghosts: A Still Life in Analog
A vintage Asahi Pentax rests among coiled film reels and unopened rolls, side light raking across decades-old metal and leather. A quiet, textural study in the tools that shaped photography before anyone carried a lens in their pocket.
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 295/365 Rainforest W: A Portrait of the Craftsman at Work
Head bent low, glasses catching the light, a leatherworker guides material beneath the needle of a well-worn industrial machine. A close, unposed study in concentration, craft, and the particular stillness that skilled hands bring to repetitive, exacting work.
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 292/365 Crossed Arms, One Moment: A Group Portrait in Motion
A crowd throws their arms into an identical crossed pose, a single synchronized gesture caught mid-beat. A black-and-white study in choreography, group energy, and the split second where dozens of individual movements align into one.
Day 291/365 Silhouettes of Steel: The Great Wave at Kaohsiung Music Center
The twin towers of the Kaohsiung Music Center’s “Great Wave” catch low sun across the harbor, a palm tree standing silhouetted beside them like a natural counterpoint to all that engineered geometry. A black-and-white study in light, form, and how a city frames its own landmark architecture against nature.
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 285/365 The Beast on the Rubble: A Monument to Demolition
A Komatsu excavator perches atop a mound of shattered concrete and rebar, its hulking form silhouetted against a churning gray sky. A black-and-white study in industrial monumentality, scale, and the machinery that quietly reshapes a city.
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 283/365 Forty Years at the Fryer: A Portrait of Craft and Time
A vendor stands over a bubbling pan of golden fried dough, four decades of practiced motion visible in her steady hands and direct, unhurried gaze. A frontal portrait of labor, craft, and the dignity that comes from doing one thing exceptionally well for a very long time.