A flower stands, without blossoming, in the form of simplified symbols, in the color, black, which does not exist in the natural world. It is covered by thousands of balloons that are losing air. I wanted to show the paradox, the vibrant life of disappearing things. Although the balloons cannot function as balloons without air, I wanted to speak of their vivid presence as a large group. How many messages are we losing by abandoning the things that are disappearing?