And there was light.

Hiro is a designer working with light. He eats, dreams, lives LIGHT. Light is paint palette, a means of expression, his art!

As his wife, I have been sucked into a lighting adventure wonderland. I often feel very much like Alice with Hiro as my White Rabbit that takes me deeper down an incandescent rabbit hole.

I cannot go anywhere without stopping to find that I have been talking to myself as Hiro is in fact many steps behind, gazing at some light source of some kind. If I am particularly unfortunate, I may catch him criticising the choice of luminaries whilst laying on the floor in a department store.

Together we chase shadows, seek out beautiful light and I listen while he garbles on about things such as “colour temperature”, “poor light rendering”, “candelas” and such things that all sound like fascinating gobbledygook to me.