Colors held by different shapes and organized by orders are making conversations that create a kind of harmonious rhythm and accidental quality of beauty. This snapshot in Kyoto the other day summed up what I enjoy most about drifting in the city: to surround myself with such accidental beauty. And I can’t wait to go back.

ผู้หญิงคนหนึ่งกำลังซื้อของที่แผงขายตลาดที่มีผักและผลไม้สด