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ArchiveBorn 1953 in Floirac, France.
Lives and works in Paris and Marseille.
Anita Molinero, however, employs undisguised junk as the primal matter of her sculptures dangerously exposing them to the risk of their going unrecognised as works of art because their status as rejected rubbish is difficult to shake off. The repulsive nature of garbage could so easily have been exploited to draw on symbolic and emotional aspects; transforming ordinary repugnant grease and grime into grease and grime dripping with meaning and metaphor. But no, Anita Molinero uncompromisingly confronts us with plastic objects and polystyrene foam, discarded containers and rubbish bags. These are literally derelict sculptures, caught in a state of feebleness like characters in a play by Beckett, constantly gnawing away at their own desolation and solitude, yet profundly human in their halting, inadequate expression and awareness of their abandonment. From Yves Michaud, 1998.
 Sans titre (La rose), 2003, 200 x 795 x 80 cm |
