This new meeting with Sophie Sophie Rocco and Louise Giamari is the opportunity to focus on their common questioning of man’s future. Both artists experiment it through their commited work in which the body acts as a special representative and dwells in creations of a spiritual and material world, imagination can entirely develop.
Each claims a face to face with matter, matter being the primary element of their existantial approach. Their language explores flesh and shapes, it generates mutations. It is the artist’s task to ward off the disappearance of fallen bodies waiting for redemption. Wounds, scarifications, suffering folds, disgrace and misery are the elements that are expressively questioned as they expore the depth of a primitive memory. As a response, Sophie Rocco and Louise Giamari use the most humble material. Light rises from the darkness, mud gives bith to spirit. What is at stake, in this clinch with the original silt, is the breaking of what is perishable. The apparent primitivism of Sophie Rocco’s figures is directly inherited from cave painting ,in its sacrificial and incantatory quality.
Just like a water diviner, the artist sucks out the life-giving sap, snatches the body from the most ancient times ; the painted embodiement of the body is stolen from its gangue, scratched, hollowed, mistreated by the pigment and her vulnerable and energetic gestures. Her determination to unveil is driven by identification and recognition. The human being faces us, as a virgin draped in innate consciousness. Light transfigures the face, Veronica’s veil giving us another view on reality.
As far as Louise Giamari is concerned, she has escaped a plane environment to confront space. She kneads clay, mixes hemp on a metal soul whose invisible stems are eaten up by mineral sedimentation made of lava stone and flax tow. It gives birth to phantasmagorical figures of declamatory gestures, a strange bestiary whose members are gangrenous, bared by an inquisitive stylus.They act as the interpreters of a story which mysterious organic episodes we follow . Lost actors on the shores of oblivion, those characters gives a hint of an extatic farandole frozen in silent eternity.
Both Sophie Rocco’s and Louise Giamari’s work uprise the original energy, the same energy that takes part in any creation associated with the mind, just as the first man who stole fire.

Lydia Harambourg