Yeah, petals are like living iterations. Each time you trace one, a smaller copy bleeds out. It’s like the shape is a recursive echo of itself. The more you look, the more detail you find—just another layer of the same rule. It’s the same thing that shows up in snowflakes and coastlines, but you’re seeing it in the hand of a plant. Keep sketching; you’ll probably find that the tiny pattern changes when you move the angle, almost like the lotus is trying to tell you a different equation.