In Between The Shapes of Overlapping

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My name is Overlapping. I was born on July 9, 2024 in Jeddah, in Majd's bedroom.

I am not perfect.

I am divided in half.

I am trying to plant my roots.

I feel hesitant.

I feel scared.

I am unsure of what would happen if I plant them all the way.

I am an uneven mirror.

Whatever is on top is also on the opposite side.

I am trying to build an exterior layer.

I have so many shades.

Everything is on top of each other.

I don't know where I begin nor where do I end.

Some parts of me are buried in the lines.

I carry hope, in a small amount.

And I also carry fear.

I feel crowded.

And sometimes, I feel light.

I have so many directions.

I am not clear.

I am closed off.

I have no features.

I am moving without heart.

I can be indifferent.

I don't feel connected to myself.

Everything about me is disconnected.

From a glance, I might appear put together.

I feel a separation.

A part of me is floating around.

The space is not enough for all of me.

The yellow might be the only thing connected. However, I don't feel it.

It feels like it should be but it is not.

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Hi there! Majd speaking 💜

I was trying to perfect this painting, which was physically impossible. The brush would constantly move outside the imaginary line I created. For example, the yellow at the bottom was supposed to be smaller, but it reached the end of the canvas.

In a way, I think this painting was painting itself and using me as a vessel. Throughout the process, I kept repeating, "This painting is controlling me instead of me controlling it."

As I sat there and wrote the story, I realized that it was telling me to slow down and breathe. So that means painting 2, Majd 0. (I had to check the score because this isn't happening for the first time.)

From the very beginning, this painting was a challenge from the moment I created the sketch. It made me feel so weird and uncomfortable that I had to leave it until the very end.

So maybe... if things are weird/uncomfortable, then they ought to be lessons.#wisemomentswithmajd (:

See you next time!