The Jagged Edges of Life I used to wonder if my art should look more polished — neater, straighter. But life itself has never been neat. Why the lines look the way they do isn’t about perfection, but about showing the twists, stumbles, and beauty in the turns. And that’s exactly what my lines are meant to show. When you look at my art, you’ll notice something right away: the lines aren’t smooth. They are jagged, sharp, sometimes swinging wide and then pulling in to a tight, narrow path. That’s not a mistake — that’s intentional. It’s the way life feels. There are no perfect days. Some unravel into sharp…