Constant chattering sounds could be heard from all over the hall of Abeer’s art competition. The visitors were talking to each other, commenting on each art piece. The art lovers were having serious conversations with the participants to help them decide which art piece they would be buying. Wearing a clean, crisp coat suit, standing in front of his canvas, Abeer was talking to a middle-aged couple, who seemed to be interested in buying his work.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not intending to sell this piece… You can look at my social handles, though. You will find the ones that are up for sale there.” Abeer finally said, respectfully convincing the couple not to buy this canvas.