the looking glass

The search for the global anonymous which took me to Tokyo, was for intersections like this one.

It is moments like this that made Tokyo unique- the unapologetic juxtaposition as scattered old sacred shrines quietly nestle into the urban sprawl with a dignified subtlety. When an old city becomes new again, splices such as this are left behind arguably with unintentional intentionality…and in Tokyo, a city with a painful dirth of space, the interstitial boundaries between the two conditions are often reduced to nothing, made more through joints rather than connections.

The architecture of cultural hybridization- need I say more?

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