Masking tape (actually it is made from washi paper) that I often use as a material is a symbol of temporariness.
The moment that this impermanence manifests is essential.
I am not concerned with things being static, like long-lasting materials or motionless forms.
I feel that the moment these things are set aside right before things break is the most beautiful.
The glimmer of this single moment is easily destroyed and lost in the end.