Photographer: Hon Hoang Not much happens here. It’s just the everyday and the day to day. There’s just the mundane and the dull. The stale air gives way to a spring breeze. Upon inspection, there’s beauty in what was thought to be colorless. It’s just the everyday and the day to day.
Spent 24 hours in Tokyo. There was little time for sleep. It’s easy to disappear here, in Tokyo. In a city like this, no one knows who you are. Fade and disappear into a sea of anonymity. Like a grain of sand flowing through the bottleneck, collecting at the bottom of the chronograph. Time moves […]