Peeling The Layers of Different Variations

The first image is the original sketch that I did while going through the emotion. The rest of the sketches are the abstracted ones. There are two versions of this painting, one that was ruined with varnish and the refurbished one. Grab the painting here: https://www.chaosinpaint.shop/product-page/different-variations-canvas ❦

My name is Different Variations. I was born on September 17, 2023, in Jeddah, in Majd's bedroom.

I am crying. The tears are overflowing.

I have so many sharp edges.

My body is floating while being pulled into different directions.

A knife is cutting through me.

There is a fish with a tail, and its facial features are erased.

A thing of fingers or claws is pulling me down.

The knife has a beautifully crafted handle. Some might describe it as a bird with feathers.

I don't know who I am.

My body is there but is not whole.

I don't have a base.

I don't know where is my head.

I cannot see what is happening to me; I can only feel it.

All these objects are trying to control me, forcing me to where they are.

Do I have a voice? Is it too low? Can it even be heard?

I can't push the objects away from me.

I feel very fragile.

I don't have energy left in me.

It is too difficult, and surrendering to the pain is easier.

I am inside the core of the pain.

~ DV

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Hi there! Majd speaking 💛

This painting is my first baby so it holds a very special place in my heart. It is the first big canvas that I painted and it came from a very emotional place, during one of the dance floors.

There were so many emotions taking place but I specifically remember the feeling of drowning and being swallowed into the pain. I was trying to move my body, but my stomach was in so much pain that it was difficult to move.

Side comment: I named the original sketch 'Bleeding'.

I walked away from the dance floor, got my sketchbook and started to aggressively workout my emotions on a small piece of paper.

I never thought that it would turn into a painting, yet be displayed in a gallery.

There were the original emotions and the emotions that were expressed while painting it. And I feel that it created a special depth to it, hence the layers. :)

It will always have that mystery of which emotions came first and/or if they bled in together.

Until next time!