In abstract faces the similarity loses importance, the face is there but it is pure personal expression with almost no reference. I say almost because I often take inspiration from my face, or faces that I see around, live or from pictures. In this case the faces I see, only give me an idea, an inspiration from which I can indulge myself without being tied to the visual of the subject.
In the faces I express the empathy that is within me so I express the infinite aspects that are inside me through the other, the human universality that makes me a mirror.
“Why do I feel the need, yes the need to paint faces? Because I am … how can you say? … Almost hallucinated by faces, and this since always … As an unknown sign, as if there was something to see that you don’t see at first glance. Why? This face that you seek, that is behind each individual face, isn’it so general as to be abstract? The more we are ourselves, the more we become anyone … But we can’t become the other if it is not maximally ourselves, don’t you think?”
Ilaria Berenice Shamiah plays perfectly the ideal that Giacometti repeated in almost all of his interviews. Ilaria Berenice Shamiah and her pictorial graphic runs a deep understanding of all human ravines, those that are consumed in the dark passions in unsolved riddles. A going back in that time undated, where opposites coexist. As she says we are mirrors.