When I was an architecture student, every night at 1000 p. m. our campus generator shuts down.For 5 years, I studied and drew by candle light. I can still smell the wax dripping and feel the smoke sting my eyes as I struggle to complete my drawings in the dark. In fact, if you walk past our studio, then you might have thought that we're performing a spiritual ritual.Yeah, because the room was not lit by electricity. It was lit by candles. dozens of them.>> Those candles taught me resilience, but they also r ...