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.

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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

 

 

 

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Wednesday
Jan282015

Our lil tumbleweed



Arlo Foster Bonham

December 31, 2014 • 6:29pm
8 LBS 7 OZ  •  22" long




Neil Young Tumbleweed


We welcomed our healthy, handsome baby boy on New Years Eve; wide eyed and alert as ever. Hard to believe the strong and long little human that lay silent before us was here and he was ours. The days since have been slow and shushed, short and sweet. We're learning everything we can about him, trying our best to keep him as comfortable and happy as can be, in between a series of short naps. Jon and I listened to Neil Young's Storytone (solo version)—just he and I—in the delivery room after we'd been in there a good 24 hours already and things were finally progressing. I'll never forget the feeling in those moments and am grateful to have had him by my side. I can't imagine loving any more and am looking forward to it all. —–

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