JAXON DEMME
CHAOS IN BLOOM
MAY 15 - JUNE 27, 2026
7209 SANTA MONICA BLVD
LOS ANGELES, CA 90046
TUESDAY - SATURDAY 11-6 PM
Camera pans to the garden
I want it back she said
I’ve travelled so far to just begin
where I had dug the marker
It goes like this
She motioned a circle with her
baby hands.
These numbers just aren’t adding
up!
How did I land on a flower that
leans far beyond the breaking
point?
We’re in The liminal space
Solving problems upside down
I tried my best to keep you alive
My hearts expanding she said
To only find my remains deep
beneath the punishing bored
My hearts expanding she said
To only find my remains deep
beneath the punishing board
My heads expanding she said
To only find my heart deep
beneath the soil
We’re in bloom
To each their own she said
Hungry for a bee
Im Not the leaves I am the tree
But It Stings on the bite
They couldn’t stop the bleeding
I get eaten by a rose
it’s the center of my world
What a worry
I’m in my 11th hour
Through such great heights
I pick a thought from the apple
tree
The thought becomes the driver
Just Do it she said
One last succell, one more taste
of the old truth
it’s where I die
Where I return
Where the chaos turns to bloom
It's as though there is a timer to
when I'm supposed to defeat that
thought.
She gasped for air
Smacked
My world snapped like a rubber
band
The clock stopped ticking
It is here she could feel the
whispers of the butterflies chirps
Secrets glitter
Shh
I can hear you
Uncurl the rope
SLURP
I surrender I surrender I surrender.
Let me remember
what it feels like to inspect the
grass in the sun
to watch a bee grab a flower.
To take a deep breath while
looking at a body of water.
To dream and to want to be
outside
She sighed
Just Take it all back
I’m finding my own joy.
Jaxon Demme’s Chaos in Bloom presents twelve richly decorated tableaux vivants: densely built scenes in which figure, object, animal, ornament, and atmosphere appear to exist in a state of continuous transmutation. Her approach to image-making recalls scrapbooking, assemblage, and theatrical construction, bringing together a hodgepodge of materials including fake hair, eyelashes, candy, epoxy resin, plastic tubing, zippers, and beach balls. These elements coalesce into a perfect order of chaos, producing works that are at once riotously excessive and strangely precise in their whimsical demeanor.
The girls and hybrid forms that inhabit Demme’s world seem to belong to their own internal system. They recur, mutate, and echo across the exhibition, each work engaged in a direct call and response with one another. Materials are not simply applied to the surface, but are recycled, disguised, activated and transformed. In this process, Demme approaches femininity with wit, folly, exuberance, and distortion.
Bodies stretch and merge into their surroundings; optic and haptic sensations are heightened as each surface invites looking and imagined touch. Demme’s works are therefore less paintings in the traditional sense than hybrid tactile environments. Each scene is richly invoked with narrative life, unfolding as something to be decoded like a storybook. Rather than settling into a single reading, we're called to parse through a language of subliminal codes, recurring numbers, and symbolic motifs.
The clock appears throughout the exhibition as both a formal device and a reminder of cyclical time. It suggests recurrence, development, ritual, and the passing through of stages. There is a deep sense of inhaling and exhaling, as though the paintings, and the figures within them, are falling into a circadian rhythm. Time pulses, loops, returns, and blooms.
Jaxon Demme (b. 1997, Los Angeles, CA) lives and works in Los Angeles. She received her BFA in Painting from the Rhode Island School of Design. Solo presentations include Growth Spurt, Spy Projects, Los Angeles, CA (2023); Celestial Cues, No Gallery, New York, NY (2023); and Finding Her, Spy Projects, Los Angeles, CA (2022). Her work is held in the public collection of the Hammer Museum, Los Angeles, CA.