France (b. 1946)
Living on the outskirts of Paris, Francis Marshall’s mysterious practice is inextricably intertwined with his unconventional life. Working over forty-years to create a society of more than four-hundred figurative sculptures, his oeuvre exists in a world of its own. Marshall’s stuffed objects and figures are made from pieces of wood, rags, old nylons, discarded bicycles, radios, cupboards, and debris found on the banks of the River Seine. His is the material of the discarded, a world of apparent darkness, filled with dystopian futureHis population are assembled in familiar Quotidian scenes, they collapse into splintered furniture, they arrange themselves around kitchen tables. Yet in this world of dilapidation, there is levity and charm, it captivates and lures us into spending time in the company of this strangely comforting country cast.