Weary, weathered, worn, torn. But, what seems a mess at glance is experience to both wisdom and character. Let a mien rubbed and scratched not be defined by itself. Rather, ask what was formed from toil and let that relucent creation footnote that which was seen as unserene. Each element of a rebus may not share the essence of the message meant to be known. But, congruently, the tools we use to colour our lives may be valued through appreciation of that which they limn. Even a simplicitarian, preferring a world of only primary hues, can love the array for display that occurs when nubbed reds tango with smudged yellows flirting with broken blues. ; )