One of the things I have in my new sketchbook. I can say I’m proud of it. I know it’s not perfect but it’s my little perfectly imperfect girl, because, you know, we all are imperfect. Everyone of us makes mistakes, but that’s okey. We grow that way. Been there, done that. Still you can find love in this imperfect world, in an imperfect person. That’s what my little girl symbolize. The growth of a perfect imperfection.