TEXTS

Pina Giacobbe

Catherine Fourniau speaks to the cursed part of human; throughout pictures, shadows and reflections, she knows how to seize the deepest parts of ourselves. Matter and movement open and hide before us, letting the meaning expand and migrate over and over.
Watching those bodies, I can feel how ominous and audible space is around me. They require to leave sense of beauty and harmony behind, in order to enter a place made of edges and rutpures for the soul. A place where the body, escaping any mystifying scheme, would gather, as it is the source of a knowledge deserted by words; a place where the body could evoke pictures from a an ancient memory, simultaneously personal and collective.

As a counterpoint to the unutterable weakness it had to face, the body is reduced to its materiality. It is distorting, but only to better absorb the erotic and reproductive functions, imposed by this archetypal imagery where «feminine» belongs to Earth, a territory deprived from God and opposed to Heaven.