Re-Negotiating Perfectionism

Making friends with a lifelong adversary

Esther Patrizia
Nov 1 · 11 min read
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hen I was a kid, you could usually find me drawing. I would use anything as a model. I drew my teachers — especially the hag-like Ms. Escher — I drew my classmates, I drew LAMY pens, I’d copy any noteworthy typography from Elemente der Mathematik. I sketched the great oak outside the window. I’d clip faces from magazines and draw them…

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Single mom, trained chef, autistic.

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