Tokyo 1994

Tokyo 1994

On a rare, uncrowded Tokyo street I walked by a building with a mirrored glass façade that sloped from top to bottom. Looking up at the building I was struck by the reflected image of geometrical patterns. One thing was missing. I waited. And, then, into the scene came a briefcase-toting businessman.

Tokyo 1994

Tokyo 1994

On a rare, uncrowded Tokyo street I walked by a building with a mirrored glass façade that sloped from top to bottom. Looking up at the building I was struck by the reflected image of geometrical patterns. One thing was missing. I waited. And, then, into the scene came a briefcase-toting businessman.