Fenyx Florentiny, Artist – Montreal

Fenyx Florentiny is a Martinican visual artist currently pursuing a master’s degree at UQAM. Their hybrid practice, rooted in both Martinique and Quebec, draws inspiration from queer, decolonial, and ecofeminist thought. They create sensory ecosystems where the body becomes a site of archives, rituals, and reappropriation. Assemblage, contamination, failure, and care guide their transdisciplinary research, blending performance, experimentation, sound, and video. Their practice explores margins, interstices, and borders as fertile ground for creation, transforming the exhibition space into a shared experiential terrain. Their exhibition Wetlands is on display at articule until May 2.

  1. Quantum physics

Although I’ve read some fascinating books these past few months – wonderfully well-written, exploring unconventional paths – I felt the need for an intellectual challenge, so I asked my Instagram friends to share the mustard book that had blown their minds. I finally decided to delve into the world of quantum physics, and boy, does it live up to my expectations of rewiring my neurons. I’m at the beginning of my exploration and I understand about a quarter of what I hear, but that’s exactly what I was looking for.

  1. Friendship

I am discovering an affinity with relationship anarchy, and within this movement, I am wondering how to build relational constellations not according to the label attached to the relationship, but according to what the individuals involved want and are able to give/receive.

  1. Decay

A long-standing obsession. I’ve always felt a deep aesthetic attraction to mold. I produce art that decomposes, and this leads me to question the permanence of the object and the inevitability of passing time, always. Since I’ve had a garden, I’ve also been fascinated by compost, and I’m thinking of setting up a worm composter this spring! I also love worms, and all decomposition agents, from fungi to bacteria to beetles.

  1. Gardening

Every year, when it’s time to close my garden, I feel overwhelmed by a profound sadness. It might seem excessive, but gardening has truly been a pillar of support for my mental well-being over the past three years. I used to watch with indifference as my mother worked in the garden. Now I spend the entire year planning, organizing, sowing, fertilizing, and harvesting, with an ever-growing thirst for knowledge. There’s nothing more magical than nourishing yourself with the things you grow in the earth.

  1. Metal

I’ve long dreamed of learning to work with metal. This dream came true last spring during a magical foundry residency at Atelier La Coulée. That was all it took for my interest to turn into an obsession. I think I’ll never tire of watching molten metal dance and the burning desire to be engulfed by it.