Il Luogo della Cascata
10 – 23 Febbraio 1999
In this little retrospective exhibition, the first one after Fioretta
Mazzucconi’s death in 1985, it’s not possible to present the
whole of her work in an exhaustive manner, nor to pay homage to her as
her work would deserve, but we can only approach it, with the purpose
of remembering the artist and helping, I hope, the interest of the art
world to arouse.
Fioretta has been a great artist, who has shared with other great artists
not, alas, the success, but the sad destiny of being unknown and moreover
to pay with her very life the gift of sensitiveness and talent which has
made it so difficult.
It is quite enough to look at the exhibition play-bill painting for becoming
aware of Fioretta’s destiny and poetry: the ‘Windows on the
Garden’ is in reality a window on the life. The garden, that’s
to say the life itself, is obscure and deprived of any joy in the desolate
artist’s eyes, while it is suffused with poetry and spirituality
in the part which is hidden by a curtain driven by a breeze. Where the
miraculous breeze of poetry arrives, the fruits become rosy and ripe,
while the one that remains outside, untouched by the grace, is dry and
dead. There is also a pot, almost a container of the artist’ soul,
of her life, which unfortunately remains outside the grace that approaches
it, almost grazing it, but finally it doesn’t succeed in joining
The works which Fioretta left to us, in their aspects of grace or desolation,
often deeply united, certainly deserve to be known as a rare example of
authentic poetry, in a time in which so many artists certainly do not
dialogue with the grace.
The painter mind, it’s true, ended by being deranged, but it is
quite enough to look around for asking ourselves whether a much greater
upset has not pushed such a great part of contemporary art outside the
‘breeze’ and outside humanity itself.