Over the past year I have learned a lot about letting go of perfection. In a way, perfection ruins beauty. Like seeing a human face ruined with plastic surgery and fillers. Who wants to look at something that has been painfully reworked over and over and over again? For this reason, many of the works in my collection were brought upon by deeper levels of my subconscious. I didn't give myself too much time to time to plan ahead. Some of the subject matter in these works were by coincidence.