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84 results for “Igbo Fine Art Prints”
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
The molue at the front of this picture has mostly left Lagos roads, which is exactly why it belongs here. Anth Ezeokoye parks the old Merce…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
A ring of white light, one eye flaring like a star, an ochre robe over a bare shoulder. Dayo paints Christ as a young African man with a fu…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Awẹlẹwà, the slender, beautiful one, carries what Funmilayo Tejumola calls the hope of an African renaissance. Under a gold-beaded fringe h…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Seen from far above, a few tiny people cross a field of flowing black lines towards a pool on a raised white disc. Each trails a long shado…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
The prayer builds line by line to a single word, Life, lettered larger than everything above it. Grace asks for a life measured by what it …
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Two faces in profile, back to back, and a flower opening exactly between them. Ibrahim gives the Roman god of doorways a playing-card symme…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Nerome Borke gives her the darkest, calmest surface in the picture and rings it with gold. So everything restless happens around her and ne…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
A homage in the caricaturist's language: Fela at the keys, eyes shut, smoke curling, a spotlight from one side and fire rising on the other…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Tajudeen photographed a procession of drummers in cream robes under a hard blue sky, then reworked it until it moved like paint. The faces …
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COLL. 30/30Curator's Note
A butterfly's beauty is half the story; the rest is the change it took. Ekundayo dresses three women for the moment of emerging, the one at…
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STU. 60/60Curator's Note
Look past the outfit to the face, or what replaces it. A yellow card with a drawn-on smile is stuck over a man reading his own rulebook. St…
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STU. 20/20Curator's Note
Watch the last word swell until it nearly fills the page. Loved is a prayer for ordinary days, when the noise gets in. Anth Ezeokoye letter…
