Perfection of Imperfection

Imperfection. I make imperfect art. Weird isn't it how what we strive for, perfection, never really making the grade, at least it never seemed that way to me. As an artist I found fault with my lines, they weren't straight enough, too bold, not bold enough and shaky. Grrrr. Life has been like this for a long time since I had a traumatic brain injury when I was 21. After that fateful day nothing seemed right for a long time, decades actually. But if I've leaned one thing it is this there is perfection in imperfection. 

Big and little Doodle Birds, 9x12 inches, pen on paper.