M. Frances Foster

Designer, maker and denim enthusiast
based in the middle of the map.

Here I share various visual exercises,
new works, scrapshots of places and things; evidences of life and living
in St. Louis, U.S.A.

A complicated, romantic thing involving
paper scraps, stringed instruments
and phases of the moon

We work in the dark. 
We do what we can.
We give what we have.
Our doubt is our passion.
Our passion is our task.
The rest is the madness of art.


Henry James





New Work // Hand-stamped shower invite

A look at the invitation I designed for an upcoming western themed baby shower my Mom is kindly hosting for me. We hand-stamped all 25 or so on French Pop-tone in Jellybean Green and stuffed them into Pop-tone Orange Fizz envelopes. These little guys are only 4bar size—teensy! Which I thought would be extra cute given the obviously adorable subject matter. 

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An ode to the almighty cherry

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The Loved One / Lydia Goldblatt / lipstick hands /  //+ Freshly Squeezed, Instrumental; Twin Peaks Soundtrack

So far, my one and true craving since being pregnant: cherry (pie).... as it turns out, it doesn't even have to be pie; black cherry soda tastes pretty right, too. We started rewatching Twin Peaks on Sunday, maybe that subconsiously had something to do with it. Anyhow, I wanted to put together a little moodboard to capture the craving, and realized it was also a Twin Peaks moodboard. Cheers to a couplea celebrated classics. 


Instant evidences, lately

Generally posting recent thrift finds, peeks at processes, and evidences of life and of living over on instagram. Been following along?  


Table of Titles / a growing catalogue 

I'm not sure if I've mentioned before my innate appreciation for book title pages: it is a real and true love of mine. I've collected from secondhand shops stacks on stacks of books of which I've admittedly had no interest in their stories, but for their title page(s) alone—dedication pages a distant second. Theres something about the worn type, the thoughtful placement, the font choices, the way some have deteriorated throughout their shelf life and how and where those discolorations and markings have been made. The obsession(?) got pretty serious, and I decided to start archiving the pages rather than the books (you're welcome, Jon). I now have a growing stack of fairly organized manilla folders chalk full of titles, and have been enjoying using some in my new work. Maybe sometime I'll share photographic proof of the piles. Until then, I've started archiving them here (very slowly/when I remember) if only for the purpose of trying to capture and share their pure and simple beauty. / /  // +


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