So I sketched this out last year in my art class for an assignment.
As always I like to make statements with my pieces. [some back ground for you]
I have scholiosis, iv'e had it all my life up until two summer's ago. [had surgery: /..YIKES!]
so I wanted to tell people without telling people about myself.
- the final product was better but I think this shows the pain
that comes with insecurities because of imperfection.
Im still not perfect and I wont ever be but that is Perfectly fine with me=)
....FOOD FOR THOUGHT....
what would you think of a man
if all his flaws of life showed on the outside?
all the mistakes and burdens of life
twisted and turned the core of his strength and ability to stand.
would it be beautiful, or a disaster?
i guess, everyone is flawed.
i mean, what is perfection anyway?
find me a perfect person and then maybe ill believe it [perfection] exsist.
perfection is not about being without blemish,
its accepting all the quirks, and spots
thats the beauty of imperfection that makes it in a sense
.. perfect.
- xoxo L. Eve -