I think of art as permanent. But there are new forms emerging that are meant to wear away, to last for only a moment. What things in life are beautiful, but fleeting? The value of such beauty might be that we can’t hold onto it forever, revisiting whenever we want, but that we have to make time, right then, to take it in. Would you find one such moment today and stop to savor it?

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