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The Bellegards sound like the amber condensation on the side of a beer glass tastes. They’re a mix of one of the necessities of life—and also of water. The Bellegards own the landscape where the Long Island Sound connects with the deltas of Americana. Their river flows through arteries in reverse, bringing a flood of nostalgia back to your heart. They are the landlords of the b-flats and the profane purveyors of the f-sharps. The Bellegards curse you with love and bless you with a mystery you wish you understood. They reach into your soul through your ears. The Bellegards are the sign that we’ll all eventually be as fine as sugared sunshine.

Treasure Box

Mapledorum Trinket, Supposedly, Dreams in Rainbows

Hand-painted wooden box, the novella in 10 hand-bound and hand-painted books, 2 circus ticket stubs, miniature tea set, skeleton key, wine-soaked napkin, painted origami rose, handwritten letter from the future, and other inspired trinkets… appropriately.