He stares intently at the blank screen in front of him. Ideas flowing through his head and transferring into his eyes. The images projecting onto the screen in front of the artist and he started to create. The right side is impeccable but the left side, always the left is off by the slightest. The aggravation and impatience floods his veins as he struggles to make it perfect, matching, symmetrical even. But alas, after many attempts he sighs in defeat as the image he has created laughs and mocks him for no matter how hard he tried, there was always that one imperfection that could not be pured.