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Enzo Marino
all'Orto Botanico della Facoltà di Scienze
dell'Università degli Studi di Napoli Federico II - Napoli
danza/dance
"Graffi sull'Eden / Scratches on the Eden"
Graffisculture in fibra naturale/
Scratches-sculptures in natural fiber
di/by Enzo Marino
Ricerca/search 1999-2003
prefazione del /preface of
Prof. Paolo De Luca
opulenza/opulence
It’s strange to observe artistic hand-made, while we’re walking in a natural environment, so also it’s strange to see sculptures realized in vegetable fibre.
These atypical elements find unexpected links in the artistic event “Scratches on the Eden” and in the Botanical Gardens, where the action takes place.
The vegetable collections, important for study and museological objectives, open and let place to jute sculptures realized by Enzo Marino, acting as freakish walls of a fantastic open art gallery.
The jute, a natural textile fibre extracted from the stalk of herbaceous plants of the genus Corchorus, returns, for an instant, to the environment, re-elaborated and with another form and dimension, for animating the science in a human philogenetical representation, a behaviour situation, a display of emotional states of the collective unconscious.
Enzo Marino’s works seem like primordial human beings, obscure shadows of the caves, ancient creatures of the woods, dried entities of the desert, spongy things of the deep oceans, beings frozen by the eternal snows, which, with their atavic actions, continue scratching themselves and the world .
They remember the men which love, stare, run, offend and lacerate their mind and their body with their actions.
They tell story of men, are lacerated scratches, are environmental elements, become eternal for the development of the human stories.
They are inanimate fossiles impressed in the virtual stone, in a sort of complex cd-rom wandering in the space.
It seems that it isn’t yet the incontaminate Divine Eden which suffers the atavic scratches, but is the Earthly Eden, stained since the origin, which produces and feeds, everyday, the coeval scratches.
Between the ilex, the oak, the laurel, the oleaster, the carob, the myrtle, the arbutus, the buthcher’s broom, the rosemary, the broom, and the oleander, all Mediterranean trees, don’t, unworthly, infiltrate the “loneliness”, the “tribal clash”, the “opulence”, the “mater matuta”, the “eros”, “the dance”, the “satyr”, the “divinity” and “thanatos”; they enter with legitimate naturalness.
Is important if the things that appear are environmental elements or human manifestations, sonic architectures or sculptural expressions, or, only and simply, fantasies?
Paolo De Luca
Director of the “Botanical Gardens"
of the University of Naples “FedericoII”
solitudine/loneliness
Thanatos
Eros
il satiro/the satyr
la sentinella/the sentinel
mater matuta
scontro tribale/tribal clash
l'ancestrale/the ancestral
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