A Painting at the Gallery Looked Exactly Like My Daughter – But When I Met the Artist, I Couldn’t Believe My Eyes

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This was not a girl who looked like my child.

This was Lily.

Beneath the painting was a small brass plaque.

Self-Portrait: Nova, 15.

“No,” I whispered. “No way.”

Tracy reached my side. “Tanya.”

I turned to the woman with the clipboard.

“Who painted this?”

She blinked, startled. “Ma’am?”

“Who painted my daughter?”

Her face shifted. “This is a student continue reading …