FRAGILE is a sense of temporary existence.It’s a green blossom, or an autumn tinted leaves, it’s a newborn, or a white haired elderly. It is the beginning and the end. It is an imperfection, therefore it is not meant to last. And because it doesn’t lasts, we would treasure the melancholy beauty of the object, not dare to blink, won’t miss a thing.Fragile is a sense of honesty.We all living in a cynical world, we are taught to armed ourselves. Growing spikes and armor, hiding our true self. We roar and try to fight people off. Being able to opens up the vulnerable side requires relatively much more courage. This purity of expression has its audience, it’s like a candle light in the ever changing world, and you’ll reach out your hand to protect it, and treasure the warmth it projects.<FRAGILE> expresses what human nature is all about, and our nature, is simply fragile.
