I am publishing my unfinished works because I think that no one is perfect and neither is their art. Art is messy and unorganized and that is something very few see and the idea of perfection is toxic and leads to more problems. I worried that my art has to be perfect while dealing with the subject matter of imperfect and uniqueness and called in questioned what we deem as “perfect” or “beautiful” or “ugly”. Here is a collection of my imperfect and unorganized thoughts , ideas, and feelings.