Amara

It was finally here; the day of my grand reveal. I was well within my rights to be nervous, everybody else would.

I’d been worried that people would not show up for the exhibition, why would they for an artist they didn’t even know what she looked like. But boy, was I wrong?

The gallery was fully packed save for the small makeshift stage that was situated at the far corner where my name was put up in a banner.

Ife was with me, but the more she tried to calm my nerves, the ...