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Light snaps, precise and sharp, shutter sound, revealing these hidden geometries, a movement from surface to surface as sudden as the click of your right hand, rhythmic light jumps, discontinuous.

Now think on a larger scale: the same occurring on skyscrapers across a cityscape, an urban environment unfolding and explored, a story of a city told through bars of light dancing across its surface, its harbour, its derelict abandoned ex-industrial areas and gentrified alike, a geography of light.

Robert Wilson:

Without light there is no space.


Now this would put Hong Kong’s 8pm so-called Symphony of Lights to shame.

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