I love the magic in Irene Belknap's art. The way her figures seem to measure the earth with their long triangular steps. The way fruit and wheels serve as reminders of time and no-time. The way her figure's dresses are often adorned with the poetry of David Whyte. What does it all mean?
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| Fall Back, by Irene Belknap |
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| To the Feast, by Irene Belknap via Chico Paper Company |
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