Gallery Dukan, Paris / Leipzig
You don’t really realize when you are happy. Happiness takes a certain amount of unconsciousness and ingenuousness. It’s only possible when you don’t think, because thinking refers to remembering, leading us to the past, converting happiness into nostalgia. From there, what seemed insignificant to us, moves into the extraordinary sphere of memory.
In the series of drawings and oils “Song of the simple things” Rosa Maria Unda Souki returns to her childhood house. As it happens on a regular basis in her artistic production, Rosa feels the need to return to this house after going through other houses’ stories. But each time, Rosa “comes back” in a different way. As it is for Heraclitus river, we cannot touch the same water twice.
Rosa wants to retain the fresh perfumes her father prepared by himself; the murmur of the fan in the nonchalant evenings; the whisper of the rain in the patio; the ritual of preparing the bathtub with petals and fruits, singing old songs; discovering one day an unexpected inner force when Rosa saved herself swallowing a little toy by accident; her father going through the house in a picturesque way, looking for a glass of gin or eating peppers in the wee hours; the joy of digging up the amielado (liquor), buried since the day of her birth, for her fifteen-anniversary toast; the fascination we felt when we saw the Holy Week procession, with its candles and its tiny violet bows; the dripping water of the tinajero (stone water filter) in the dining room that trickled hours as a clock.
Rosa paints as if it is a memory exercise. As if I could renew a present time lost in remembrance through the permanent time of painting. Rosa paints houses for people do not die, retaining happiness in her brushes and hands.