My name is The Dance. I was born on November 12, 2025, in Majd's multipurpose room.

I am movement.

I am alive.

I am connection.

I have two sides: a side that is grown (purple) and a side that is still growing (green).

Water surrounds all of me.

I carry two umbilical cords coming in from different directions.

Purple and green travel through different water levels.

The darker green is a fetus.

The lighter green are the fetus's wings.

I am not sure where I stand exactly.

I am trying to clear, but I don’t feel it.

My story is not completed.

There are some things about me that don’t make sense yet.

I am the middle part of the whole story.

I am not sure how I came here.

The purple and the green are trying to connect, but there is a gap.

Maybe I am some underwater creature… a mermaid? (purple)

The purple wants to support the fetus.

The water acts as one entity, moving as a collective, feeling as a collective. They spread warmth and comfort.

The green is being pulled away while purple is trying to save it.

~ TD

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Hi there! Majd speaking 🩵

There was a weird moment during the painting process, and I’ll tell you about it in a minute. First, some background insights:

I finished the entire blue section and realized there was barely anything left. I painted the white under the copper and gold to clean up the area in case I decided to go with a semi-transparent color—white works best as a base for those.

Then I painted the purple halfway up to the copper line and realized I still needed texture somewhere in the piece (that’s the theme of this collection, I don’t know if you’ve noticed). Since the water takes up most of the painting and I loved how it all blended together, I decided to texture the shapes instead.

Once I started texturing, the weird moment happened. All of a sudden my whole body went alert, as if I’d had too much coffee. I couldn’t sit down or take a break—I had to keep going. There was a force pushing me to continue until there was nothing left to do.