And now to the question of the meaning of our imbalances: let us not forget that each person is imperfect, but each is imperfect in a different way, each “in his own way.” And as imperfect as he is, he is uniquely imperfect. So, expressed in a positive way, he becomes somehow irreplaceable, unable to be represented by anyone else, unexchangeable.*
Viktor Frankl

If you are going to describe a person as an artist, you must describe the person with ruthless objectivity. It is the imperfections that identify them. It is the imperfections that ask for our love … a person who can give humanity the images to help it live … recognises the imperfections around him with compassion.**
Joseph Campbell

And we can all be an artist …
Of some kind or other,
Gathering and manipulating
ideas or materials for the
benefit of others, some thing or other that,
As we lean into it, becomes
quite unique –
And, more likely than not, because we have
not avoided our imperfections, nor
denied having them, but
allowed them to be
transformed along the way, even
into something beautiful.

*Viktor Frankl’s Yes To Life;
**Joseph Campbell’s Pathways To Bliss.