The paper is wrinkled because it's not exactly watercolor paper... and for some reason, it looks a lot better in person.
This is for my friend Emily, my twin twister.



"'And who are you?' Alice asked, rather impatiently.
'Why, I'm you, of course,' the voice answered.
'But that's impossible,' replied Alice, full of indignation, 'because I'm me.'
'That leaves only one possibility,' said the voice: ' I must be you as well.'
...

Alice was quite taken back by the resemblance. Why, for a whole second, Alice didn't know which girl she truly was!

'I'm your twin twister,' the statue said.
'But I haven't got a twin sister,' replied Alice, quite mishearing.
'I didn't say twin sister, I said twin twister. You see, Alice, when you named me Celia, all you did was twist the letters if your own name around into a new spelling. I'm your anagrammed sister.'"

From Automated Alice by Jeff Noon