The artist reminded her of waves in this way like this. The waves are swept away. But even in that, one molecule, several properties, move vigorously in its own direction. A sea that is not special, the nature of water is the same as ours. As the waves hit the rocks, countless droplets of water cut through the air in the sky, but they go back into the waves. As if nothing had happened. A moment’s specialness draws attention, but it goes back into the crowd of cheers. Using scattered and combined structure and images, the artist talks about the form and relationship of society.