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Beth Latture: Foundling: Rust, 2002

9" (H) x7" (W) x4" (D)

This is one of a series of Foundlings that began in 2002. The foundling babies live in a special place in my imagination. They are artifacts of a lost civilization, perhaps one doomed by the perpetual slumber of its offspring. They are small offerings of reverence for the potentiality of life. Dormant creativity. Seeds.

They are swaddled and cradled in a way that denotes their special status and the environment in which they sleep. I imagine that they had attendants at one time, perhaps pilgrimages were made, offerings given and miracles attributed.

Like treasures found in tombs, crude ancient dolls and other magical objects, the Foundlings exist for me as potent icons of mystery and love.