Light After Dark

Photo: Lynn Saville
If I could write about something for more than four lines that didn’t have to be set to music, I’d write about my old friend fear.—Bill Withers
The sun has set. I leave my house. I close the door. I am outside in public. It is nighttime.
The pavement is where I left it this morning. The trees are in place. The building is still standing. Yet I have entered into an entirely different kingdom. Same place + different time of the day = different world. It’s after dark. I see my world differently. I act differently. Now a new set of rules governs my behavior and that of everyone around me. My brain is on high alert and in a nervous dialogue with itself.
At night we step into an environment where—in an evolutionary sense—we’re not supposed to be. As a species, we have less than stellar vision in the dark; we can’t see detail or color. We lack all the basics that nocturnal species have: we don’t glow like cephalopods, nor do we have eyes that enhance and collect light like cats.
As a lighting designer and environmental psychologist, I know better than to fear the dark in my own neighborhood. But like everyone else, I have read the studies on rape and crime. As a woman I know that I’m statistically in more danger from a relative or acquaintance than from a random attacker in the park. Reports show that a young man of color is far more likely than I to be a victim of nighttime assault, and that most after-dark crime happens to people living in poor communities. Yet I still feel cautious, wary, and a bit unsettled as I walk down my safe, well-lit street.
In the city, strangers are everywhere—people to whom we’re not related, people we don’t know, people who inhabit a totally different cultural space from ours. In the daytime, this isn’t a big deal. Then we make countless small judgments, nearly imperceptible, about whom to walk next to and whom to avoid. But at night, under the glow of the moon or streetlights, we strain and peer at each other. Who looks interesting? Who might be dangerous? We may feel an excitement and glee at being out at night—the joy of after-dark social life. But we may also feel our “old friend fear.” Read more


























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