Added this piece of art to my still very amateur collection recently, and I hadn't yet realized what it meant to me. It was deliberately chosen, that I knew. But it wasn't until I received it in the mail, could see it with my hands, and feel with my spirit, that the reasons were understood. Like the character in the drawing, I, too, am fragmented. I am still piecing myself together, and blossoming into whom I desire. The portrait of my life is incomplete, with the various sections of my being gradually coloring in. This piece was chosen because it reflects so much of what I am. One eye still blind to all the possibilities I've yet to recognize and actualize. That is what I love about the arts. The power of someone else's work to speak so deeply to another. My wish, for myself and anyone reading this, is to know that we are all fractured puzzles putting ourselves together, piece by piece. There's so much beauty in this, because once we are complete, there is no more room for fixing, changes, or reshaping. To be complete is to be void of growth and be complacent. Take pride in your evolution, and celebrate the unfinished masterpieces that is ourselves. xox Art by Sasha Martoni @donttouchmy_hair #quaintrevolt #blackgirlsbeslaying #quaintrevoltmag #art #sundayfunday