Light and Memory: Proustian Illumination
“And suddenly the memory revealed itself. The taste was that of the petite madeleine which…my aunt Leonie used to offer me, dipping it first into her own cup of tea or tisane." - Marcel Proust, "In Search of Lost Time.”
Venturing into the residence of Yuan Lee in Xindian, one can discern that every essential item for living is meticulously selected and positioned in the right places, devoid of superfluous embellishments. Instead, there is a generous use of whitespace, allowing the space to breathe, with light taking on the role of the protagonist, stirring deeper memories within each visitor's soul. On the day of the interview, it was a drizzly afternoon with intermittent rain. As natural light, indoor illumination, and the hues of the wall paint harmonized, light seemed to thicken, and in this almost fleeting process, one could almost perceive the flow of light in the air, awakening memories and transporting you back to a specific time and space.
Adjacent to us, Lee Yuan was meticulously hand-brewing his own coffee. The interplay of light and the aroma of coffee brought to mind the leisurely stroll in the lanes of Shibuya, the corner café bathed in a similar, gentle light, evoking a sense of reassurance—an impression of light that Lee Yuan's home leaves upon us.
Light holds memories. Utilizing paper lanterns, Shibuki allows artificial light to diffuse through the intermediary of paper, creating a more natural and gentle luminosity. It's as if he brings a ray of sunlight or a celestial body into your home, extending the sensory experiences that have touched your soul in a certain time and space.