Emi Kodama - If I Were You

to her painting, rather than a twin? It didn’t aect her work at all. She stood there looking at it for a long time, then put it away in a shoebox.

The woman moved away soon after. The rest of the painters closed their circle a little, as if moving closer to a fire. They sat quietly in front of their canvasses, leaning forward with brushes. There were no more interruptions from artists coming in to show their work.