At the Masai market in Nairobi, the painter was selling his hand painted canvas with gusto and pride. And subconsciously I realised everyone was buying very similar kind of paintings while I was looking through stuff near his stall . I’m sure you’ve seen those. Women carrying water pots, carrying firewood, carrying children, walking livestock, working in the farms, you get the drift. 

I went over to look closely. What struck me was the paintings of men. Dancing, smoking, sitting around a fire, playing.. (and not a single one doing work)

I asked him if he had one where women were dancing, chilling, and NOT working. He was struck. We looked through more than 5000 paintings because I was possessed. We found none. NONE. He promised to paint me one. And the next day, I had the one that hangs on the left. I also bought the one where men were playing the drums. As a reminder, that sometimes when men make the noise, the women need to dance to their own music. Happy Women’s Day!!