I find the journey of my own brokenness reflected in the mosaicing process. Taking something unwanted, something broken, accepting its imperfection and celebrating its perfectly imperfect expression anyway! Realizing that it’s more beautiful than before because it’s lived, it’s been transformed, and crystallized into something new. There’s so much beauty in brokenness and the unwanted parts of ourselves. Can we see the beauty in something we call imperfect, something we think is imperfect about