Imperfectly perfect

Greeting

Hi. My name is... hmm actually no, I'm not going to say it.
Why?
Because it doesn't really mater. I'm just the writer and not part of this story and the only reason why I'm writing this is to introduce my story.
Actually not even that. I'm just here to describe my story girl.

Her name is Angel. Pretty normal name right. She's an artist. The only thing she frilly loves.
Art.
Actually Angel loves art more than she loves herself. Why? Because she's always questioning everything and anything she does and that makes Angel even more confused.
And you're wondering... Shouldn't an artist be certain of what he's doing and when it's finish? The way Angel answers to that is similar to this:

Art was never made to be perfect, it doesn't need to be finished, it doesn't need to be made in a precise way. And it's that freedom that makes art. It's that freedom that makes it imperfectly perfect.

As a writer I have the need to inform that this story will, as Angel's art, have no finish time and no precise way, but it will come to a nice part of the story where it all makes sense and there will be no more need for me to write it.