Peak Pink

It’s shortly before midnight on Thursday the 29th, here in Kyoto.

Before this fine day disappears into oblivion, I gotta mention this deeply pink day.

Sure, the blue sky was up obscured by some kind a chemsmog; chemtrail hangovers, Chinese pm 2.5, or who the fuck knows what else.

The celebration of pink is a celebration of pentagons. Pentagons and pentagrams everywhere; well, except for those cherry blossoms that have pentagrams embedded in pentagrams, embedded in pentagrams...

Viva Chinese tourists!

Viva Pink!

Viva cherry blossoms!

Viva Spring!