What do you think of when you first see a balloon? An amusement park? A wedding? Or a movie? Probably more of a fear. Even though balloons play many roles in our lives, you never see them outside that scene. The joy it brings to us, the romance it brings to us, and the touch it brings to us, are fleeting. After the first balloon burst in the artist's hand, the artist felt endless fear. Yet she had no choice, for the work, for the idea she had to continue. It's like nails hanging from the balloons. They come in a box, and the danger comes at any moment. If the price of the unknown is endured, the result is nothing more than that, and the idea is complete. This fleeting emotion possesses, more fearfully, like a balloon that is easy to pop. Could it be that these beautiful emotions are saddening when you look back on them? However, it will stay in your memory.