一期一会 東京 (Tokyo Once) · Token Detail
一期一会 東京 (Tokyo Once) #553
一期一会 東京 (Tokyo Once) is a 1000‑piece generative fine‑art photo‑cinema collection inspired by the Japanese concept 一期一会 — Ichigo Ichie — “this moment exists only once.” The collection honors the beauty of fleeting connection and the memory of a love that shaped eternity. Each image is crafted in ultra‑realistic 1980s film‑grain photographic style: neon rain on wet pavement, cherry blossoms falling in blue hour light, silhouettes crossing bridges, empty shrine pathways, rooftop sunsets, and reflections moving like breath across glass and water. A tribute to Tokyo as the heart remembers it: quiet, luminous, unforgettable.

Token information
- Collection
- 一期一会 東京 (Tokyo Once)
- Token ID
- #553
- Time / Light
- Night with Strong Neon Glow
- Weather / Atmosphere
- Dry Night, Cool Air
- Film Mood
- Cool Blue-Toned Night Film
- Colour Palette
- Soft Sakura Pink and Slate Grey
- Composition / Depth
- Centered Symmetry at Shrine Entrance
- Detail / Symbol
- Cluster of Vending Machines
- Rarity
- Common
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