jenine marsh

   feminine marvelous and tough, 2015.

   Palm, 2015.
feminine marvelous and tough
Curated by Chris Sharp.
Lulu Gallery, Mexico City
November 28 2015 - January 31 2016





Contemporary Art Daily


Palm, 2015. Flowers, synthetic rubber, plaster, wire.
Installation: Flowers, synthetic rubber, enamel paint.


Jenine Marsh basically makes sculpture, which is, to borrow a phrase from the American poet Ted Berrigan
“feminine marvelous and tough”. Working with a variety of materials, including plaster, clay, concrete,
synthetic rubber, and metals, she reserves a special place for flowers in her production. Indeed, they are
known to function as lexical units, images, indexes and highly-textured materials in what she does. She is
interested in the multitude of contradictions that they are liable to contain. For all their alleged clichés-
ness and naiveté, they are both as a material and a symbol in fact inexhaustible. Objects of candor, they are
also known to conceal an unwieldy polysemy, while being art historically indissociable from the memento mori
and certain received notions of so-called femininity. It is for these as well as practical reasons that Marsh
is particularly drawn to daisies and mums by virtue of their simplicity and durability, their toughness.

For her exhibition at Lulu, the artist focuses on this aspect of her sculptural practice, working exclusively
with daisies and mums. She has gathered together a great quantity of the two different kinds of flowers and
subjected them to a treatment in which she massages them and saturates them in synthetic rubber. As such,
their decomposition is all but arrested and they are made to enter a state that is at once organic and
inorganic, living and dead. After this treatment, the flowers are flattened by hand and applied to the floor
and walls of Lulu, as if seeking to the wed themselves to its surfaces while activating those surfaces with a
certain haptic quality. Framed by a shinny, light green floor, this single, unified installation of floral
hyperbole blossoms into a gesture of material and symbolic understatement.
text by Chris Sharp