Linseed oil, pigments, beeswax, and glass powder on Panel
36 x 36 in
91 x 91 cm
US $ 5,500
Memorie I [Memories I] moves more slowly than its companion: muted beiges, pale grays, and quiet blues merge across an expansive surface that gives the impression of a vast, open plain seen from a great distance or through years rather than through miles. The beeswax and glass powder medium lends the surface a subtle sheen, a patina of age rather than a gloss of finish, and the horizontal sweep of the composition reinforces the sense of something enduring rather than something happened. This is not the memory of an event but of a place that persists.
Memorie I [Memories I] moves more slowly than its companion: muted beiges, pale grays, and quiet blues merge across an expansive surface that gives the impression of a vast, open plain seen from a great distance or through years rather than through miles. The beeswax and glass powder medium lends the surface a subtle sheen, a patina of age rather than a gloss of finish, and the horizontal sweep of the composition reinforces the sense of something enduring rather than something happened. This is not the memory of an event but of a place that persists.
The restraint of Memorie I is one of its most considered qualities. The palette is narrow, the atmospheric dissolution complete, the surface asking for a sustained and patient kind of looking rather than for the quick apprehension that a more dramatic painting rewards. This is looking as it works across time: the painting releasing its register slowly, the way a landscape becomes familiar through seasons rather than through a single viewing.
Nicola De Maria, from the same Sannio territory as De Gennaro, developed a practice at the opposite chromatic pole: exuberant, brilliantly colored, ecstatic in temperature. The comparison illuminates what Memorie I is doing by contrast, not through dramatic declaration but through patient material accumulation, the same geographic formation generating a different and equally valid response. Where De Maria's surfaces often feel like a festival of color, Memorie I is the morning after, still and suffused with residual light, the landscape present in memory as a continuous condition rather than as an event.