I consider wood as a balance material. In wood I can find strength, but yet weakness, advantages but also limits, and roughness as well as softness. Compare to synthetic material, I can feel that wood is a material with soul inside. Wood is a kind of material that its beauty comes from its history. How it grows is amazing process, it recorded to be age lines. It record good & bad time. The beautiful texture and grain actually a story of its life. Wood is a kind of perfect material, perfect cause of its imperfectness. Its characters teach us about life, balance, limits.